NEVER

Never say never.

The truth us I never sleep in but I did Sunday morning.

By the time I walked Haiti it was too late to get ready for church.

I decided to bag up some of the cedar branches and left the floor unswept and the dishes not down.  The dog hair was happy floating through the air as I closed the door on the mess.

I had just come in and dad was happy watching the hockey game when our friends from church,  Pat and John dropped by.

I could have taken them up stairs to my clean and tidy cupboard but four of us would not fit.

I dust off a chair and we have a good visit.  The wonderful things is that they are experiencing some of the same aches and pains we are having.  We have shared a lot of fun times with them and look forward to doing more.

Afterward I read a chapter about Jim, a believer,  who takes his friend Casper, a atheist. to church.  A big impressive mega church where the smiles are plentiful, the music professional and the message engaging.  Was Casper impressed.  No. 

Where was the heart and soul of the music that stirs something mysterious within us.

Where was the passion of a message that was engaging but not inspiring.  Enjoyable but hardly life changing.

No matter what our relationship is to others at home or at church we want people to be real, authentic, respectful and transparent willing to listen as well as respond.

There is a song about kindness that is in my head that comes to mind.