It
looked like we were going to have a really low day at church attendance-wise. Guess the Easter rush took it out of a lot of
people. They must have needed yesterday
to recuperate. We had ten people there
at ten o’clock. But then we never start
right at ten o’clock. Island time and
all. We all had another donut or cup of
coffee and enjoyed getting to know each other.
By the time we finished worship there were twenty-three hearty island
timers. Great day to worship.
After
church we went out on a date … with Cailyn.
Just the three of us. We went to
McAlister’s Deli (her choice). She
surprised us by ordering a caked potato instead of the usual kid’s pizza or
chicken strips. What’s the deal? Is she growing up, or what? Chris had her usual turkey melt, but I had
the potato soup with triple cheese.
Guess I’m growing, too. Good
stuff, that potato cheesey soup.
After
lunch Chris and Cailyn went out in the front yard to do some gymnastics. They also took a pretty long bike ride. At least they told me they did. I was holding down the fort here at the
house. Somebody had to make the
sacrifice, right? Besides, I was
engrossed in a History Channel special on the Fall of the Third Reich. And I even watched some of it. Hey, there’s only so much energy I have on a
Sunday afternoon. I have to carefully
conserve it.
Mark
6:2 says, “When the Sabbath came, he
began to teach in the synagogue, and many who heard him were amazed. ‘Where did
this man get these things?’ they asked. ‘What's
this wisdom that has been given him, that he even does miracles!’”
Father,
thank you for dates with grandkids and Sunday afternoon “History Channel
specials.” Amen.
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