It's a hoodie-footie kind of night.
So I'm channeling Ralphie Parker, and spending the evening curled up in front of the woodstove, with an assortment of dogs and family members and blankets. And Fig Newtons! (Never underestimate the comfy-ness of Fig Newtons.)
I love Sundays. We dress up, we worship, we rest, we spend time together.
How lovely is your dwelling place,
O Lord Almighty!
My soul yearns, even faints
for the courts of the Lord;
my heart and my flesh cry out
for the living God.
Better is one day in your courts
than thousands elsewhere...
For the Lord God is a sun and shield;
the Lord bestows favor and honor;
no good thing does he withhold
from those whose walk is blameless.
--Psalm 84
Isn't He GOOD to us!
