Sacred Sunday

Sundays have a pretty special place in my heart. There's something sort of sacred about them. Sunday mornings at church are always so powerful, refreshing, challenging, and inspiring. When it's all over, there's something still sacred in just coming home, sitting on the couch, reading the paper, watching a ball game, or taking a nap. Relaxing. It's peaceful and quiet and there's nothing else going on. Generally Sunday evenings are spent with Aaron's family, the whole lot of us. Those evenings feel sort of sacred too -- filled with lots of noise and laughter... and far too much food. Can't be beat.

Treats that made today extra special?

• After last night's wedding (and with the kids spending the night at Ammie and Poppy's), I slept until 10:00 this morning. (I never do that!)
• After church, Jackson came over to play. It was so much fun! I've really missed that kid. He's so fun!
• Abby got to spend the afternoon with Ammie. They went to see a play at the twins' school and then went to Starbucks and to see Ammie's gallery. Abby was going 90 miles an hour when she got home. :)
• Poppy made hamburgers. Back in the day when we were dating and first married, burgers were the weekly meal at the Powers' house. We haven't had burgers over there in ages, but it brought back good memories from back in the days when we all fit around the small table in the kitchen.