I didn't mean to fall asleep. I came home after church and just sat down for a minute. This was Sherri's final service as our pastor, and we also celebrated confirmation of our young adults. A beautiful service filled with tender moments and significant ceremony. I truly enjoyed every moment. I didn't even think I was tired.
I must have conked out the minute my head leaned back against the puffy cushions. The boys are out at church and won't be back for awhile, and the dog is happy curled on my lap. Really I just meant to pause for a moment to think about what to do next. But that took care of itself. Next was a good long snooze.
I had thought I would call and chat with a few friends since I have been unavailable recently. And cooking a delicious dinner sprang to mind. All that went out the window as I blissfully found rejuvenation in closed eyes and brain in sleep mode. Sugar didn't mind at all. Come to think of it, neither did I. Sabbath is for rest, and what better way to rest than sleep.
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