There was a great crowd at church. Pastor Kel started a teaching series on the book of Micah. Worship pastor Jim sang a Casting Crowns song, my favorite current musical group. And to top it off, we had tamales among the myriad of other offerings at dinner on the grounds. That’s a good day right there.
In
the afternoon, I worked on my jigsaw puzzle off and on, watched football
playoffs (again, off and on … mostly off), and listened in as Chris and Sam had
a big powwow on quilting. Not that I understood what they were talking about.
The three of us watched a new movie starring Reba McIntyre where she is the new
judge in her small Nevada hometown. Felt like one of those two hour pilot
episodes for a new series.
Later,
Chris and I managed to sneak in another movie that we had taped. Hallmark
RomCom, of course. Then I ended up watching the end of the football game before
I went to bed. Chris had already crashed before me. So had Freddy. In our bed.
About two inches from Chris’ face. I helped her to her own bed so we could all
get a little sleep.
Psalms 143:8 says, “Let
the morning bring me word of your unfailing love, for I have put my trust in
you. Show me the way I should go, for to you I entrust my life.”
Father,
thank you for one more day. Amen.
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