It used to be somewhat of a tradition that I would prepare a nice breakfast on Sunday morning. It seemed a good time to do so; all (now only my husband and I) of us heading in the same direction at the same time, the only time out of the week it happened so except mid-week Bible Study. But in recent years I've gotten somewhat away from that.
This morning I fixed a nice breakfast and we set our dining room table to enjoy the scrambled eggs, crisp bacon, and English muffins. I always enjoy setting and eating with Mike. It's a time to chat though always too short for me.
Going to our son's church is nice in more ways than one. The long rural route is conducive to conversation and even relaxation. And of course being with him and Christie and our grandkids is precious and I treasure the time. Though Christie and the kids are in Texas right now to be with her Dad who just had surgery, it was really good.
Bro. & Sis. Putnam was there and he spoke on prayer. His main theme was that the violent take it by force. Good food for thought and I plan to ruminate on it for awhile.
There was a leadership meeting afterward so we were late getting home. Took a nap, watched National Treasure 2 with Mike and am now updating this blog. Then it will be time for bed.
Good day. Thank you, Lord.
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