Laying down on the bed with an ice pack three times a day . . . and I have officially boycotted television. Take that Alec Baldwin!!!
Nothing new to read here at the house, so I have been reading the most recent Bass Pro Shops, Cabela's and Guitar Center catalogs / flyers I have received in the mail.
Not a good thing to do . . . making plans to spend money you-do-not-have on stuff you-do-not-need.
Taking one trip out today to take my wife to lunch.
Funny . . . when you are alone in the house, and the dog and cat are asleep . . . you begin to hear things you are not normally aware of.
-The sound of ice machine making ice in my fridge.
- The sound of the thermostat "clicking" before the air comes on.
-The sound of the trash truck starting and stopping - starting and stopping . . . as the trash in the neighborhood is picked up.
-The sound of the toilet bowl filling back up with water.
-The sound of a 747 taking off from DFW, just a short distance from my home.
Seems, because of my "inactivity," I have become more attuned to the house I live in.
As a result . . . I find that I am truly appreciative to be one of the few UMC pastors who are able, through their church, to own their home instead of living in a church-owned parsonage.
I admit that I am the type of person who does not like to be alone that often. But in the past couple of days . . . I have become to feel more comfortable being alone in my house.
Or rather . . . I have become to feel more comfortable in my home.
I haven't been able to say that in a long time.
God's grace still amazes me . . . ><>