That used to mean something -- as in "thank goodness it's Friday!" -- when I was a working woman.
Whoa! It's SATURDAY! Which shows to go you that one day isn't a whole lot different from another to me now.
But even THAT is inaccurate. Today is the day that the kids and grand-munchkins MIGHT come over (always a storm blowing in and out, and everyone talking at once. Does anyone LISTEN anymore?)
Today is the day I need to put final touches on my part of the church service tomorrow, and pray about it.
Today is the day I promised to watch disc one of a two-disc documentary titled Walking the Great Divide, showing the Continental Divide Walking Trail from Canada to Mexico. (What a glorious country we live in.) Watched the New Mexico portion over my french toast this morning, and was captivated by the stories of "trail angels", folks who live in the little towns along the trail who open their hearts and front porches and HOMES to hikers along the trail. (All ineligible to become hermits.)
And I guess most importantly, "today is the day the Lord hath made."
one fake homeless person at a time.
26 September 2009
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