Sunday, April 10, 2011
There is just something special about going back to bed in the morning. Everything is softer - the mattress, the sheets, the comforter, the pillows. It envelops and snuggles and soothes. As I climbed back in this morning and pulled the covers over my head, I joyed in the softness and silence of it. I stretched out my arms and legs and just laid there. I couldn't go to sleep, but I just let my thoughts roam. I thought of a way to improve my graham cracker recipe. I thought of notes I needed to mail friends. I thought of how to time my yogurt this morning so I wouldn't be at church tonight when it is ready. Something about the comfort of my bed made these seem less like chores and more like choices today. So, I arose have started on my choices. I hope your Sunday is restful, peaceful, and productive, if you so desire!