Sunday Morning Quiet Time
Sitting by the fire for quiet time this Sunday morning is nice. Being sick is not nice, but the fresh flowers, a lit candle and sunshine pouring in the windows are nice. There are some compensations for being sick on Sunday. Waking up later than usual to the sounds of Lance cleaning and tidying the living room. He and Amy did all the Sunday morning routine with out me and when I came up there were fresh flowers and lit candles in the dining and living rooms. Ah! I love my grown up children. They know exactly what hits the spot on a flu-y Sunday morning.
Elv went to Wal-mart on his way home from work last night and bought out the juice department for me, sparkling grape juices and plenty of other cooling, hydrating liquids. And tissues. Wow, Klenex is going to notice a leap in sales for the first quarter of 2015, or I miss my guess. He fetched and carried and kept the home fires burning late and early. Brad had swept and fired up two steamers yesterday for us, too.
I have been reading in Galatians this week. Here is a gem for us: Therefore He who supplies the Spirit to you and works miracles among you, does He do it by the works of the law, or by the hearing of faith? Galatians 3:5