In between the sunrise service and the 8:30 worship service, I noticed a plastic egg still in a tree from yesterday’s annual Easter Family Fun Day. It looked lonely.
Nothing cures loneliness like taking a close-up picture.
If you’re in the Joshua area and have the desire to go on a post-Easter egg hunt, I know where you can find one. It’s near the corner of Highway 174 and Paula Drive.
Husband and I are watching The Masters golf tournament and I just realized that I do not type or talk while someone is completing their stroke. It makes for a lengthy process trying to publish a blog post.
You can take the golfer off the course, but you can’t take the course out of the golfer.
I will rest knowing you know this about me.