Sunday, April 4, 2010
I hate being late. I mean I detest it with a passion. Why is it on Easter Sunday when the Pastor even said last week that parking will be tough we are still going to be late. After being at a friends' house late last night I got up extra early so that I could get the turkey breast cooking, shower, shave my leg, and usher 3 little girls through getting ready with minimal stress or grouchiness. I am ready to walk out the door with time to park and still get to worship with some great music but what am I doing???? Blogging. Gee, I wonder why that is. Grrrrr! I HATE being late but it most certainly does not start my Sunday mornings off the way I want them to be started - in a state of reverence.