We’re reading books nonstop. I’ve opened another 1,000 pc jigsaw puzzle. Storms are arriving this Sunday afternoon. This morning we “went” to church at three different places and heard three sermons. I’ve decided that if enough pastors do this–that is, watch a lot of preachers they would not ordinarily–it’s going to change forever the way many of us preach. There are few things better at getting us out of our ruts than being exposed to those who do well.
Sunday morning, Bertha made us a peanut butter pie. It took all morning, in addition to the other things she was doing. But it’s to die for.