Well, we finally made it to have our "labs" done, meaning primarily "blood work". Left the house around 9:15, made the half hour drive to a neighboring town, sat and sat and sat in various waiting rooms, had a pretty skilled phlebotomist do the vampire thing and pull several vials of blood. And came home. Three hours gone from our lives.
Since we'd had to do this "fasting", Wife was not happy. (I can, and have, gone two days or so without eating and not notice it). So we had a quick bite, and something is thawing right now for a very late lunch.
Going to try to do a little bit of the pre-winter prep stuff later.
What was interesting was the conversations we had with others in these waiting rooms. Several people openly and honestly sharing their faith and telling how the Lord had brought them through some pretty desperate situations. Giving Him the credit. Seems appropriate.
Ecclesiastes makes us meditate upon what it is that is really important.
I confess to a real love for the Epistle to the Hebrews.
For some reason it brings another of my couple hundred favorite songs, a great one, and one I've helped sing in days past. It is good to meditate upon the greatness of the Lord, and to be amazed and grateful for His mercy and blessings.
But I do wish I could have been present for this hymn sing service. Sing along, you'll like it.