Ma vie de bouche-trou

Well tomorrow is the last Sunday I preach before the return of the pastor. I have been a stop-gap, a bouche-trou.

I often hear the word bouche-trou, or the expression "Je bouche les trous, c'est tout" (I'm just a stopgap).

But it's been a great privilege to be a bouche-trou during these weeks. It's been frantic at times, and I have had the occasional very early morning. And then the funeral, of course.

It's also been helpful to see how work with the students and the centre works with church ministry. For these weeks it has been possible. I doubt whether weekends this loaded could work long term.

And God is able.

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