You know how some days you feel so blessed. This has been one of those days for me. I realize how fortunate I am on most days - but you know how some days you feel that special feeling that somehow this day, this moment in time, you are so thankful and filled with gratitude to the Lord. If you know me well, you probably know that I have a thing about going to church. It is a hard for me to do. I will just be honest with you - I am not one of those people that want to bust the door down on Sunday mornings. Church for me is very emotional and personal. I cannot go to church services without breaking down and crying usually during most of the hour. I can't begin to explain it - but it weighs heavy on my mind and has been going on for years. Bobby and I have talked about this hundreds of times and several times this week and decided that today was it. We were going to be in church somewhere this morning. Honestly, I stressed about this all week. Well, today, Bobby and I and our son and his family all went to church at The Cove. It is a church of a different sort. As we first walked in music was playing - praise and worship. Guitars and drums. Then the pastor spoke on a huge TV screen. It was different. No hymn books. Very casual and laid back. The message was about honoring and respecting our earthly parents. It was so easy to relate to - that pastor had my attention for forty-five minutes. I was totally into his message. I understood it and I related to it. Believe me, I still cried and cried - (had no kleenex - so I wiped my nose on my sweater). The lights were turned down -hopefully no one saw me.
After the service, our family went out to lunch. It just couldn't have been a better day.
My son and his wife - both the little granddaughters that Bobby and I hugged a little tighter today - A delicious lunch - Thank you God for today.
Thank you for my many blessings.
I am gonna do church "one Sunday at a time".