GREAT SUNDAY

It is wonderful to be at a stage of life where Sunday is a day of rest and visiting with God.  Sunday morning starts with Sunday School with Vikki, a very good teacher.  She is leading us through Ecceliastes.  This is the second time this year and there is still new stuff to discover.  She told us up front that this book was from the view point of, "Under the sun" and told of a view of life without God or rather from living just on earth with out a God view.  Solomon wrote the book when he had experienced a life of having everything (on earth) he wanted and found meaningless in that aspect.  Life without God doesn't seem as much fun after all,

We met more friends in church.  Our meet and greet always seems to take longer than we should.  When the music goes on we have to sit down.  Pastor Al gave his usual great sermon.  He talked on focus, the correct focus.  I don't know how he always knows just what we need to hear.

After church we went to lunch with Al and his wife, Dr. Sue and a friend from Korea, Chuck.  We found long lines everywhere except Charles' favorite resturant, The China House.  We always eat too much there.  Dr. Sue enjoyed the Mongolian Grill where she could avoid gluten.  Chuck is visiting for a long visit from Korea and we enjoyed trying to communicate. 

Later, after lunch we visited Joann from our church and sang while we were there.  Chuck was perfect in his English when he sings.  What a nice way to learn a language.  I must pay more attention to the Choctaw when we visit Oklahoma.  The church had made Joann a prayer pillow to help her after her recent surgery.  The members tie a knot in the strings on the pillow while they say a prayer for her.  It is a nice way to focus on the recipent of the gift from the church while they are down..  Yep, I listened Pastor Al. 

We were ready for our nap, but stopped and washed and vacuumed the car and took it to Fort Worth where we delivered it to the daughter of a friend.  It was hard to leave it as there were lots of memories and good times on trips with that car.  Isn't life wonderful, when we loose we remember and that stays with us forever.

Monday, we slept late and piddled with chores and had a quick lunch at Braum's.  What a good place.  We needed the nap to rest up from our day of rest, but Charles found time to work on his paper about the western writing of Robert E. Howard.  We missed the curtique session Monday night at Writer's Bloc since he didn't finish and we were just plain lazy.