Well for the record, I’m back home in Texas.
\nIt’s so weird to think that less than 48 hours ago I was in Jos, Nigeria.
\nWe arrived in Dallas yesterday at 2:30 p.m. and while jet lag doesn’t seem to have kicked in to bad (yet) the world lag has.
\nIt’s easy to feel overwhelmed by all the things I need to remember to do in the next couple days to get caught back up.
\nToday when I came to work I found out that only moments before a friend and co-worker was injured on our press here at the paper.
\nPray for him. His hair was caught in the press and as I understand it, some of his hair and scalped were ripped off. Apparently the injuries were not life threatening but he was taken by air ambulance to a hospital in Dallas.
\nI remember thinking moments before I left home this morning that it was odd to hear ambulances and firetrucks again, little did I know they were rushing to our office.
\nSo it’s back to the daily grind and trying to find meaning in it all.
\nIt was funny that on the plane back I watched The Devil Wears Prada and Click. In both movies people are searching for meaning in the daily grind. Is success all that it’s cracked up to be?
\nI think Solomon tells us otherwise, “Vanity of vanities, all is vanity.”<\/p>\n
Remember your Creator Now all has been heard; Pray for peace and God’s will in Nigeria. Pray that Christians will continue to be bold and affect those around us. Well for the record, I’m back home in Texas. It’s so weird to think that less than 48 hours ago I was in Jos, Nigeria. We arrived in Dallas yesterday at 2:30 p.m. and while jet lag doesn’t seem to have kicked in to bad (yet) the world lag has. It’s easy to feel overwhelmed … Continue reading Playing catchup (or How I’ve Returned Home)<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":84,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[15],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1602","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-nigeria"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/pEnSo-pQ","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/casadeblundell.com\/jonathan\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1602","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/casadeblundell.com\/jonathan\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/casadeblundell.com\/jonathan\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/casadeblundell.com\/jonathan\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/84"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/casadeblundell.com\/jonathan\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1602"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/casadeblundell.com\/jonathan\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1602\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/casadeblundell.com\/jonathan\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1602"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/casadeblundell.com\/jonathan\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1602"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/casadeblundell.com\/jonathan\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1602"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nin the days of your youth,
\nbefore the days of trouble come
\nand the years approach when you will say,
\n“I find no pleasure in them”-
\nbefore the sun and the light
\nand the moon and the stars grow dark,
\nand the clouds return after the rain;
\nwhen the keepers of the house tremble,
\nand the strong men stoop,
\nwhen the grinders cease because they are few,
\nand those looking through the windows grow dim;
\nwhen the doors to the street are closed
\nand the sound of grinding fades;
\nwhen men rise up at the sound of birds,
\nbut all their songs grow faint;
\nwhen men are afraid of heights
\nand of dangers in the streets;
\nwhen the almond tree blossoms
\nand the grasshopper drags himself along
\nand desire no longer is stirred.
\nThen man goes to his eternal home
\nand mourners go about the streets.
\nRemember him\u00e2\u20ac\u201dbefore the silver cord is severed,
\nor the golden bowl is broken;
\nbefore the pitcher is shattered at the spring,
\nor the wheel broken at the well,
\nand the dust returns to the ground it came from,
\nand the spirit returns to God who gave it.
\n“Meaningless! Meaningless!” says the Teacher.
\n“Everything is meaningless!”
\nEcclesiastes 12:1-8<\/p>\n
\nhere is the conclusion of the matter:
\nFear God and keep his commandments,
\nfor this is the whole duty of man.
\nFor God will bring every deed into judgment,
\nincluding every hidden thing,
\nwhether it is good or evil.
\nEcclesiastes 12:13&14<\/em><\/p>\n
\nAnd pray for our group. Pray that we will continue to be bold about our faith in Texas as we were in Nigeria.
\nGod bless and thank you again for all your support.
\nJust an FYI: I plan to post pictures as soon as I can sit down and sort through them and I plan to keep my Nigeria blog<\/A> active with information regarding our trip next year as well.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"