Quiet Sunday Morning
Here it is Sunday morning and I'm at home--strange feeling. But the ice storm Friday night and Saturday has left the parking lot at the church's building a skating rink. So no services this morning. So early morning quiet time and coffee was great; normally I am afraid that Sunday mornings are given over to final touches to the message. I still have a message to given at 6pm today, but somehow this morning that seems a long time away.
So I relish the quiet time with God--broken only by the drip and crash of melting ice on pine and magnolia. The only down side of the early morning was the sound of a chain saw. An unfortunate neighbor had a tree down on the driveway. The Reeds enjoyed a few hours of "no-power" yesterday afternoon--just long enough to think that we might have to cook dinner on the carport on the Coleman camp stove!
To have a day, or even or few hours of time where you suddenly aren't going anywhere and everything stops around you is truly a gift. I'm enjoying it.
So I relish the quiet time with God--broken only by the drip and crash of melting ice on pine and magnolia. The only down side of the early morning was the sound of a chain saw. An unfortunate neighbor had a tree down on the driveway. The Reeds enjoyed a few hours of "no-power" yesterday afternoon--just long enough to think that we might have to cook dinner on the carport on the Coleman camp stove!
To have a day, or even or few hours of time where you suddenly aren't going anywhere and everything stops around you is truly a gift. I'm enjoying it.
