Showing posts with label sweet sunday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sweet sunday. Show all posts

Sunday, August 7, 2011

Sweet Sunday

Of all the days that's in the week
I dearly love but one day
And that's the day that comes betwixt
A Saturday and Monday.
Henry Carey

Of all the days of the week, I think Sundays are the sweetest.  With the exception of beginning our day by going to church ... it's a day we make very little plans for.  It seems that our lives are filled from dawn to dusk with to-do lists a mile long, but on Sundays we get the chance to tuck those lists away for awhile. 
 
Sunday clears away the rust of the whole week.
Joseph Addison
 
Sunday is a day for sitting on a chair under a shade tree and just listening to the sounds on the farm.
 
It's a day for sipping ice cold lemonade out of a frosty glass.
 
It's a day for watching the clouds roll by.

Sunday is a day for curling up with a good book (or the Good Book if I'm so inclined)  and losing myself for a few hours in the words on the pages. 

It's a time for slow walks around the yard or a leisurely drive around the country side ... making sure to take time to notice God's handiwork along the way. 

Sundays are the sweet spot in the craziness of this season of my life.  Without them, I'd be a goner.

The feeling of Sunday is the same everywhere, heavy, melancholy, standing still.
Jean Rhys