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Sunday, May 01, 2005
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Waxing Poetic
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Ah, Sundays. The rush and hurry of a busy week comes to a screeching halt and hangs suspended for 24 hours while I enjoy the rest and relaxation of Sunday.
Unhurried morning.
An enlightening study of God's Word.
Fellowship with like-minded Christians.
Covered-dish dinner.
A somewhat lazy afternoon.
Phone calls to far away family.
Maybe a book to read.
Someone taking a nap.
A cup of hot tea.
Peace.
Exactly what God designed Sundays for.
Sure, I know that tomorrow morning I'll have eleventy-twelve things calling my attention. I know that as soon as it's over, it's back to the hustle and bustle of weekday life, but if it wasn't for those busy weekdays, how could I truly appreciate the composing rest of a Sunday? |
posted by cori
5/01/2005 08:42:00 PM
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Leslie:
Sounds like a wonderful day to me!
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Leslie:
Sounds like a wonderful day to me!