I crawled in with Midlife Crisis and Everything's Ruined pounding in my ears, crumpled in tears to 8 Good Reasons and Take Me To Church, and walked out the other side with Through My Door and Bicycle Rider leading my footsteps in rhythm. That's what ruin and redemption sound like.
A word, please. Wanting to keep up with this challenge to write everyday had to take a backseat on this Sabbath. A beautiful crisp day with fellowship and words of grace with our church family. Breaking bread with family and friends and the sound of happy kids. Even football is tolerable with sisters around. A few precious moments of downtime before evening service and gathering at Wendy's. Doesn't sound exciting, but it's such a blessing. A simple meal of Baconator fries while we laugh and share. It fills my heart. Christ is there. And it is a beautiful Sabbath. A day of rest. Even if I cry uncle and put this post on ice. See you tomorrow. I'm thanking God for this Sunday.