Monday-the day you catch up from the weekend.


Isn't that what Monday's are for? They are around here. Our weekends are so packed, that I don't think we breathe. (I know we don't do any chores!) Monday, I fall apart and put the house back together....I feel so exhausted, but also happy, as I remember why I'm so tired. Here's why...


Friday evening, the guys took the lawnmower back to Casey's house while I fixed a huge Breakfast for Supper. It is one of our favorite meals, and quiet frankly, we haven't had it in a very long time due to bacon being about $1,000,000.00 a pound or something like that. I got bacon and sausage on sale so it was ON!!!


After supper/breakfast, we got our fishing and picnicking gear together because Saturday morning, we headed out to Burchfield Lock on the Black Warrior River and fished, picnicked, sat in the water and ultimately had a WONDERFUL DAY!


I had all my little chick-a-dee's there and a family friend and her son joined us. The guys were happy, we gals were soaking up some rays and the sandwiches and bottled water were AMAZING! lol A picnic just hits the spot when you've been outside all day. I sat in amazement at the different birds, fish and insects we saw. As I rode up the river in the boat, I was reminded of how wonderfully creative THE CREATOR is. Our Father's World is truly a gift to us-He painted and carved something wonderful for us to enjoy each day. I'm determined to enjoy it more this year. We are admonished to teach our children when we sit, walk, get up, etc...and going outside is a terrific place to guide a little heart toward the Father.


Sunday morning is always a wild a crazy experience around here. It mainly consists of Larry getting up earlier than the rest of us. He likes to pray when it's quiet....I follow him and get Lunch started and the boys sat on the couch in a confused state as I bark  gently guide them to the shower, the breakfast table, the sink to brush their teeth, their clothes, to the comb to brush their hair, etc.  As they wake up- they are ready to greet everyone who enters. Aaaah, it's good to be me..."Oh, I forgot to fix my hair!", I realize as I'm walking down the stairs.


This Sunday, we had Lord's Supper and Foot Washing during our evening service.  I have not been in a sweeter Spirit at a service like this.  The whole point of this service is to remember, reflect and humble ourselves...to draw us closer to the One we are serving. That is exactly what happened last night. From the beginning of the service, the Holy Ghost was right there with us...so many tears, so many thankful hearts...such conviction...I know people left changed. 


I know I did.


I know God was pleased.


So now, Monday showed up. It's crazy. It's chaotic, but it's HERE. And we are going to serve the Lord with gladness. (even if we are slightly sleepy!)