Sunday, March 30, 2014

Welcome Home, Welcome Weekend

Picture of the Day:
John and Sally Skerl hosted an open house at their new house in Maineville yesterday, and we really enjoyed the chance to stop by. The house is wonderful--especially the wraparound deck at the back overlooking a rushing creek in front of a wooded hillside.
They provided a buffet full of yummy treats, and we really enjoyed snacking while visiting with some friends from church as well as Rick Ruble, whom we were surprised to discover is Sally's relative. (Sorry, I've already forgotten the connection.)
The best part, though, is realizing their commitment to the Lord and the Christian spirit underlying their invitation to fellowship. It was a nice way to spend a late Saturday afternoon and early evening!


Back home, we spent the last part of the evening watching Mandela: Long Walk to Freedom. I had wanted to see it when it was in the theaters, and I'm glad we got the chance to watch it at home. Some of it is difficult to watch, but it is well-acted and, of course, a compelling story. I learned some history I hadn't fully realized.

Today we attended both Sunday-morning services; I did Communion meditation and offering prayer in the 10:30 service. We grabbed lunch at Skyline with Dan and Cindi Cooper; it was the first we had sat and talked with them in weeks, and we had a nice time.  I got ready for my trip tomorrow in the afternoon and then spent a couple of hours outside in the cool air and warm sunshine cleaning out the flower bed in the front of the house and filling a garbage can with leaves and branches and twigs.

Enjoyed the last few minutes of the Michigan/UK NCAA basketball game and then Sixty Minutes and then another movie on TV before bedtime.

Quote of the Day:
"Grief is the silent, knife-like terror and sadness that comes a hundred times a day, when you start to speak to someone who is no longer there. Grief is the emptiness that comes when you eat alone after eating with another for many years.
Grief is teaching yourself to go to bed without saying good night to the one who had died. Grief is the helpless wishing that things were different when you know they are not and never will be again."
—Edgar Jackson, quoted by Trevor DeVage in his sermon today on Naomi and Ruth. Find a longer quote here.

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