Sundays

Late posting--got home late last night and had one of those nights-so today was mostly a "bed" day--but it was worth it--yesterday went to church--yeah, i did, first time in years-expected the ceiling to crack or a tsunami to hit -church building is only about 4-500 yards from beach--but all went well, saw people i hadn't seen for years and it actually felt good to go for service--actually, it was a dream for my Mom and other members on her side of my family for me to be a preacher--obviously got sidetracked--now, wait, that's not as strange an expectation as it sounds---my grgr grandfather was a Church of Christ preacher up well into his nineties(he also was in the Confederate calvary serving under Nathan Bedford Forest), my gggrandfather (his father-in-law) was a Church of Christ preacher for years , even before it was called Church of Christ--then it was the Christian Church--i had at least three other grandfathers that were Baptist preachers--so as i was being raised, our preacher and my family really pushed that-as did one of my favorite Sunday School teachers---my first and second grade teacher, same wonderful woman, also went to church with us. Then I was just too shy and stuttered too bad--well, it just didn't happen--but it felt good going to church Sunday, then we ate at a barbecue place and went to the beach--it had been months since i'd been there--so Sunday was a very good day for me and well worth the "paying for it" later---i need to find a way to get more energy, get past this fatigue, and who knows--maybe writing will start again--if you've read this so far, you know it hasn't kicked back in yet---still waiting for my muse-----i do have faith in her----more later
peace
-will-