The day of rest for some, a day of chaos for others.

Chaos on Sunday?


I'm not a church goer. And I don't feel bad about that, although some people along the way have tried to make me.

I talk to God continually.
God allows me to see things I wonder about.
God allows me to screw up.
God allows me to get it right sometimes.
God lets me know he's with me continually.

Nuff said.

Except the question of why is God referred to as a certain sex ? 

One of the things to know when it's time.....

Enjoy your Sunday.



Ⓙ @ $ € € ₦$ ₣®☼₥... said...

I'm so with you on this, Jake. Where would I be if I thought I HAD TO go to church to talk to God? In the parking lot, I guess.

It's one of the many commonalities we share...the ongoing conversations with God. Sometimes I speak both sides of the conversations. It's true. And sometimes God calls me Mommy just like my kids used to and all of my animals, plants and the inanimate objects with which I come in contact do.

Sometimes even I think I need therapy.

Viki said...

I know exactly how you feel.

Aunt Amelia's Attic said...

Testing a new Icon...

Aunt Amelia's Attic said...

It's Diana Rigg as "Mrs. Bradley." Wildly not me, but I like it.

Thank you for allowing me to test out, how the Icon looks! Very generous of you!

"Olden Auntie A."