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Sunday rising

Rain is light this morning, a blessing when I have to walk to the church building. Got all caught up on my Buffy tapes yesterday. In a week or so I'll be all caught up from the very beginning, which was my goal. In the words of Gump, "That's one less thing."

Mary at Victrola has much on her mind and heart this morning. Maybe someday we'll talk more, and maybe in that moment I can share hope with her. God works this way sometimes; I'm asking him to do so here.

Finally returned my sister and brother-in-law's call from earlier in the week. It'll be good to see them next week for Christmas. I have done no shopping yet, but I'm not stressed about it. Could be denial, I suppose, but things have worked out for 30 years prior to this. God is still for me.

There's festive French music playing here, the kind that makes me want to sing along. Except that I don't know French.