My Week: An Unwanted Habit

Doing my weekly post on Sunday is getting to be more frequent. That isn’t what I intend or what I prefer. It seems that, after an intense week, I have no desire or inclination to do anything on Saturday night but veg out. That’s what I did last night until the not so wee hours of the morning. Because of being up so late (early?), I even went to bed for an hour nap today.

Last Sunday, DD and I had our visit. I don’t remember her telling me that she and merm were going camping this weekend but that’s what happened. There are two reasons I know that. One, merm posted on Facebook from the state park where they were and two, DD called me on their way back today.

I failed to tell her the second “postcard” came from Alaska on Monday. It is a “post packet” of seeds—Alaska wildflowers. I don’t know how they’ll do here but I’ll plant them early next spring, if we have spring. The picture of them is pretty so maybe my yard will be graced with blue blooms.

Since I’d used the rest of my oranges Monday morning, I had to go to town to get groceries. This time of year is so frustrating! There’s so much to eat and so little room. I could eat all day every day and still not get it all in. That doesn’t keep me from trying.

Tuesday was an at-home day but I was back on the road Wednesday evening. It was my intention to go to prayer meeting but when the time came for it to start, the board meeting was still underway. It continued on for another 2+ hours. I don’t hold a board office so I couldn’t vote on any of the motions but I listened and learned. It was quite an intense experience.

One of my two offices is head of the Email/Telephone Committee. There are two other people who agreed to help me out but one of them couldn’t do it and the other must have been out of town. I was contacted to start the rounds to let everyone know there was to be a vespers service on Friday evening. I called my helper and left voice mail for her to call the people in the directory who didn’t have email addresses listed. Before I hung up, I asked her to call me as well. Several days went by with no word. I did all my emailing and even set up a Facebook group. On Friday morning, I bit the bullet and made phone call after phone call. That time, I was the Committee.

I’d debated whether or not to go to vespers on Friday evening. Sabbath morning, I make it a point to get up earlier than I do any other day of the week. I can’t eat a leisurely breakfast and I have to get “dressed up” to go to church. (Anyone who knows me will realize my “dressing up” only involves looking presentable for a change.) At least I don’t have to struggle into pantyhose any more. For that, I can thank Facebook.

One of the co-leaders of vespers had asked me to play the piano. I explained I don’t play the piano because I don’t get a chance to practice. She didn’t realize it requires a different set of muscles as well as a different technique. I did agree to play a piece on the organ and picked out “Gentle Shepherd”. It wasn’t as pretty as this:

BTW, if your Flash has updated lately, you’ll need to click on the window for it to come up.

Since I didn’t need to be out late, I’d been assured vespers wouldn’t run long and it didn’t. I was home in plenty of time to get a good night’s rest.

The Sabbath morning sermon title was “Seek Peace” which was very appropriate after the meeting on Wednesday night. The bulletin stated the altar arrangement was inspired by Matthew 6:28-30. I think that was a leftover from a different Sabbath. It reads in the NASB,

And why are you worried about clothing? Observe how the lilies of the field grow; they do not toil nor do they spin, yet I say to you that not even Solomon in all his glory clothed himself like one of these. But if God so clothes the grass of the field, which is alive today and tomorrow is thrown into the furnace, will He not much more clothe you? You of little faith!

Matthew 4:19 is the verse that would go with it better, IMHO.

And He said to them, “Follow Me, and I will make you fishers of men.”

Any way you look at it, it’s an amazing arrangement. The lady responsible for the flowers for the church is very talented.

Here it is with the pastor studying something from the Bible. (And, yes, I have his permission to use this.)

The Pastor

A slightly different view:


This one is an extreme closeup:


After church was over, I came home and ate just about all afternoon. I’m going to have to get a handle on my eating on Sabbath (and every other day of the week). Otherwise, I’ll have to ask for all my “fat” clothes back.

Genese keeps making wild Wordscraper boards and I keep trying to beat her. Sometimes I win and sometimes I lose but it’s always fun and interesting to see what strange words we can come up with. We use the UK board and all these words are valid. I’ll let you look up the definitions if you are curious.


My church group on Facebook is already paying off. My “adopted sister” who recently moved to Hawaii just posted an update! It will go to everyone in the group and she’s already heard from three of us.

I’m going to try my best to do this on Saturday night next time. Let’s hide and watch and see what happens…

2 Responses to My Week: An Unwanted Habit

  1. Lila July 23, 2012 at 9:00 pm #

    I have an idea DST has something to do with your not blogging on Sat. night! One of these days, Sat. nights will be longer and bet then you’ll be back into your routine!

    • Tommie July 23, 2012 at 9:09 pm #

      There might be some validity to your thought if I had changed my clocks. However, at my house, it’s an hour earlier than it is at yours. 😀 Remember, I’m on Tommie Time.

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