It is rare Sunday afternoon that doesn't have some pressure or schedule ticking away at it. If there is a nap, it has to happen between 1:35 and 2:10, and who has what to go to? when? How will you get there and when will you be back...but today I am free...to nap when I want, hang out, read blogs and write in this one.
As a great treat, Zach came upstairs (the basement is his man-cave) and he had heard a Cat Stevens song in a movie and was asking about it. We got into the "archives" of our CD collection and found one of his "greatest hits" albums I have, which led to Sweet Honey and the Rock, James Taylor, and all other 70's-80's music I've got. What a great blessing to share this music with my son and for him to enjoy it and find my adolesence mixed with his. It was a moment of peace and perspective that I will hold onto for awhile. Thank you God.
Sarah is on Trailhike. An annual trip for the new 9th graders in our congregation. A "right of passage" I suppose. A time to form community, build relationships - (may I add, get past petty dramas) and behold the beauty of God's creation. She is in my prayers this afternoon as she is as far away as she has ever been and as out of my grasp as she has every been. Fly little butterfly, fly!
May you have a great Sunday afternoon too!
1 comment:
Hey, Chris, looks like you could use a comment or two, even if it does come from Illinois! Read your "Sunday Afternoon" blog and thought of the great bond I have with our youngest son who is minister of a small church in the Minneapolis suburbs. David knows about as much about 60s-80s music as any person I know and we have a great time visiting on the subject.
Keep the faith!
BA
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