Morning Lord! Here it is, another Sunday morning when I’ve woken up before everyone else. I’m beginning to see a pattern emerging that I’m not sure I like. Older people always tell you stories of how they don’t sleep as much, how they never sleep in, and I’m starting to wonder – with a certain amount of fear and trepidation – whether in fact I am seeing the first signs of old age, or at the very least, middle age.
Anyway, I suppose it does give me a chance to spend some quiet time with you and not be frantically rushing to get out of the door for church. As usual I would ask that you would forgive me my sin and cleanse me from unrighteousness so that I can come to church knowing you and I are fine. Sorry I’m not a better Christian. If I wasn’t so sin-riddled you might not have to work so hard to fix up all my transgressions.
Sorry for not praying yesterday. As it is, it turned out to be the most unexpected day. Who could have known that Ashley would call to invite us around to her newly decorated flat so we could admire the improvements and so she could make us a ‘thanks for having me’ lunch? It was nice of her to invite Cameron as well. It does sound as though he is getting on well in his new job and he looks reasonably relaxed. I gather he is yet to make any contact with his brother, and I know he’ll never get in touch with his father after what happened with their mother.
Anyway, it was a great couple of hours together until Nathan decided to do some serious exploring in Ashley’s bathroom, found her make up, and got foundation compact powder all over the place. It looked like a sand storm! Thank goodness Ashley found it funny – and thank goodness the unpleasable Gretchen was away for the weekend.
Thank you for all the blessings you do send us. I know we are not nearly grateful enough. Thank you for sending Jesus to die for me. I’m more thankful for this than I can say.
In Jesus’ name I pray…Amen