"I'm not sure what I'll write about tonight," I told Mom. "Maybe that's a good thing."
It's been a good day, a day when we rested and revived in the Lord.
We had a blessed time of fellowship and worship at church this morning. So many people wanted to talk; we were among the last to leave. A pleasant dinner at our favorite after-church restaurant, a good nap, even some writing on my book that's due in May.
I must be doing better. Writing is my lifeblood, but all I've written recently has been related to Jolene's death. It felt good to work on my story.
My cousin called from Kentucky. My son's former creative writing teacher called; she expressed her sympathy, then we talked about our common passion. Tonight I started working on a notebook of cards and notes we've received. So many people have expressed their support in so many ways.
I'm still tired; I owe a large sleep debt from the past few weeks. And tomorrow I may feel lousy again.
But for now, I give thanks God for a good day.
Mom brought me the following hymn which I'll share with you. It's from Hymns of the Christian Life, the hymnbook of my childhood. William Cowper wrote the words.
Sometimes a light surprises the Christian while he sings;
It is the Lord who rises with healing in His wings.
When comforts are declining, He grants the soul again
A season of clear shining, to cheer it after rain.