Monday, May 24, 2010
Prostrate catoneaster in the front garden.
A blog exchange with Lea yesterday had me thinking about Sunday as a day of rest. When I was a child it was a day with lots of church, strictly no regular daily work and for children plenty of play. Dad would often rise from his Sunday nap to take us all on a drive, late in the day when the animals were moving to water.
So what do I do on my Sundays? I usually attend church and don't do any daily work. Instead I cook nice food and sit by the fire reading but maybe best of all go for a Sunday drive (photographing) and enjoy plenty of play (doing my week of blog posts).
Not that much different really!
Genesis 2:3 (New International Version)
And God blessed the seventh day and made it holy, because on it he rested from all the work of creating that he had done.
Posted by Joan Elizabeth at 7:00 AM