So while I was in that zone, Chris
announced that lunch was ready. Actually
she announced first, “OK. You are done.” That was kind of different. Not that I didn’t appreciate it. I had reached my personal point of satiation
where I wasn’t actually accomplishing anything anyway. She probably caught me in one of my moments
of rubbing my eyes. Speaking of which, I
think I may be on the downside of the respiratory thing, but the itchy, watery
eyes and cough are still hanging around.
So as quickly as I could I wrapped up preparations for pausing so I could
remember where I was. But I sure didn’t expect
what was for lunch. Now I know Nathan
and April brought over steaks and grilled them the day before. Hard to top that. But Chris had prepared chicken enchilada
pie. It’s a casserole-type dish that is
far and away my favorite. It’s the one I
choose when I get a choice. Scrumptious. And none of the boys were here to share it
with. Yep. They love it, too. Even Josh.
So I was able to have some for supper, and I’ll probably grab some more
for lunch today.
Father’s Day week, day one, my calls from
the boys. Day two, steak and a really cool
book of “Old School Ways to Remember Stuff.”
Can’t wait to finish that one.
Day three, chicken enchilada pie.
Not bad at all. Wonder what’s in
store for today?
Psalms 28:7 says, “The Lord is my strength and my shield; my heart trusts in him, and I
am helped. My heart leaps for joy and I
will give thanks to him in song.”
Father, please figure out some way to use
these group times and quiet times next week to impact the lives of Kara and
Jason and Espy and Grace. Amen.
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