Change

Today is our last Sunday of 1pm church. A year ago, I was quite confident that the afternoon worship was going to be the ultimate test of my faith. It turns out that I have really learned to enjoy my Sunday mornings. I always have time to go for a long early morning walk, eat a leisure breakfast, do some reading and even some writing. There's no early morning panic to primp and run. It feels like this is how Sundays should always be. . .peaceful. Although, I'm sure I won't have any trouble adjusting to the 9am schedule--those afternoon naps are a little piece of heaven.