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Summer Sundays


"Oh, that men would give thanks to the LORD for His goodness, And
for His wonderful works to the children of men! For He satisfies the longing
soul, And fills the hungry soul with goodness." Psalm 107:8-9


Sometimes, boring is good.

The heat and humidity in Alabama August is fierce...it can drive you back inside quickly if you get too adventuresome. We're not really lazy, we're just waiting for the cooler air of autumn before we do anything that requires moving or breathing.




We miss our Sunday afternoon walks at the TVA reservation. I've always loved walking in the woods, but we live in the city. TVA provides wonderful walking trails, a wildflower garden that is almost always cool, and facilities with a water fountain. It is one of my favorite places.



Walkers abound in our neighborhood, and after we're finished with our walk, I like to sit on the front porch with a book and wave at all the walkers as they come by. It's too hot to do that right now; there are not many walkers either, all of them postponing their walks until cooler weather. If I wake up early and go outside just as the dawn is breaking, then I can wave at the walkers.



Yesterday, around five in the afternoon, we had a thunderstorm with lightning that interrupted the electrical power for a while. It's amazing how quickly the house can get hot when the air conditioning is asleep. Our Sunday night church service starts at six, and I am never early. Yesterday, I was early, abandoning my quiet house for somewhere cooler. The power was back on when I got home, and the rain shower cooled the temps to a bearable level.



Just an ordinary Sunday, like many others that I have had and am thankful for. No panic, no emergencies, no 'better get out of town fast' events. It was just a beautiful, satisfying, restful Sunday. For that, I am thankful.

As you have therefore received Christ Jesus the Lord, so walk in Him, rooted and built up in Him and established in the faith, as you have been taught, abounding in it with thanksgiving. Colossians 2:6-7
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