Kel and Christina and their four kids and
Nathan and Cailyn all came over for lunch.
April had to work, but she did send me a text on her lunch break. Chris made some of her world famous chicken
enchilada pie and Christina added some extremely chocolate brownies to the
mix. Cailyn went by the Dollar Store and
with her very own money got me a present – a frisbee. We played with it for a while outside and
inside before everyone else arrived. Kel’s
gang gave me a tool for extracting the center of a pineapple (one of my
favorite fruits, and a breakfast staple around here). I haven’t tried it yet, but they did include
a fresh pineapple, so that will definitely be on my list. My brother Stan and his family sent me a
couple of tickets to an upcoming Astros game, always a special treat. And Nathan has already said they will come
stay with Mom so we can make it a true birthday treat for both of us (Did I
mention that Chris’ birthday is coming up this Saturday?). Chris got me a can of cashews and some new
dress khaki pants. You know, the kind
you can wear as casual or somewhat dressy.
Or for me, extremely dressy. My
other pair has a rip in the back pocket that drives her nuts every time I wear
them.
Last night Mom managed to sneak out of bed
without either of us hearing her. What
got Chris’ attention was one of those unusual sounds that she couldn’t quite
place. She got up to investigate the
noise and found Mom asleep on the couch and the water in the kitchen sink
running full blast. Guess Mom needed to
wash her hands or the dishes or something.
She finally made her way back to bed at some point, though, because that’s
where she was when I got up.
So, the partying is over and it’s back to
work. I have to finish up planning for a funeral this evening. Bryan is filling in for me and leading the
home group Bible study, but I told him I would pick out some songs. I also still have to come up with a kids’
sermon to introduce the teaching for Sunday.
Back in full swing, I would say. It
is good to be home, though. Now to keep
an eye on that disturbance in the Gulf.
And the one in the Atlantic.
Psalms 105:1 says, “Give thanks to the Lord, call on his name; make known among the nations
what he has done.”
Father, thank you for one more year here on
duty for you. I’ll keep at it as long as
you need me here. Amen.
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