cool morning. Wife got a bit of sleep last night, which is good: she'd only managed about 90 minutes' sleep Saturday night. Pain and the various meds in conspiracy against her. So she got some rest, for which we are grateful.
Niece next door is working a different schedule this week. For more than a year, she had to be in at 07:00 on Mondays, so Wife was over across the back yard to "watch" the Little One by 06:45 or before. Now she's working Tuesday-Wednesday, so we'll be taking Little One over to the "Story TIme" at the public library tomorrow afternoon. Perhaps it lets the kids be infected with the Reading Disease that Wife and I, and our daughters, have, something that neither niece's parents nor her husbands parents and family, have. We try.
I do miss going off to work on Mondays. Never thought that I'd say that, or feel that way, but it is true regardless.
Song for the day and the week -- I Will Trust in Thee. I've been part of groups presenting this, it means a very great deal to me.
addendum ===>> I was reminded a short while ago of a sorrowful anniversary. It's been, I guess, five years now, that the pastor and his wife at our little church a thousand miles from here had the birth of a little girl. Who didn't make it. The term "trisonomy" may have some meaning for some, it's a genetic abnormality,not a disease that you "catch", it's something from conception and it is pretty much a death sentence. Which, in this case, it was. David and Casey had had a little boy previously and he's doing well, but it was a heartbreak for them, and their families, and for those of us in the congregation. Prayers, fervent ones, were lifted, but the Lord had another plan. I can not imagine their pain. But they handled it in a way better than I could have done. No, it's not a scar that shows to the casual passer-by, but it's there and it's deep and real.
The Old Testament reading is chapters 27 and 28 of Isaiah.
The New Testament reading is chapter 5 of the Epistle to the Ephesians.