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Sunday Afternoon

Sunday mornings are so full of activity and love and care, that when we return home in the early afternoon, we all go to our separate corners and take a bit of a break.  Sometimes there's napping, or sports or movies, but it's always a time with very little talking.  And it just so works out that we come out of our cocoons right about time for dinner.  Joel almost always makes dinner on Sundays, I think it's a tradition that his dad had when he was younger and I hope it's something that he likes to do and that he hasn't defaulted into. 
Then after dinner, there are some Wii games or group movie time.  Then it's off to bed to prepare for the week ahead.  

One thing that I have noticed is that Hannah is starting to take advantage of quiet time in our lives.  She uses it to be creative and to learn.  Children need time to process all that they have experienced.  Start early and it won't be as much of a struggle to show them the benefit of rest.

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Today, during the worship service, something happened that reminded me of the deep love that my husband has for me.  You see, we will be celebrating the ninth anniversary of our wedding.  The two of us spent a great deal of time contemplating the worship service to celebrate our union and the music that we would sing and ask others to share.  One of my favorites was "Great is Thy Faithfulness."  It was one of our hymns this morning in church.  And as my husband just so happens to be the pastor, I have a pretty certain feeling that he had something to do with that music choice happening this day.  It is almost like a little secret and I always feel like he is reminding me of his love for me when any of our wedding songs are used during worship.  He is a wonderful man.

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