Sunday morning

I had plans to get us up and try a new church and get everything together and then I woke up and can't stop throwing up. Well... scratch that plan. The funny thing is that I am actually not feeling bad like I was a few days ago. It is a beautiful, rainy fall morning and I can't help but being overwhelmed with God's love and presence. I may not be going to church to worship but I am definitely worshiping Him and teaching Will that we must be aware of God's presence in our lives. We can always worship Him wherever we are whenever we want. That is what I want my son growing up knowing above all else. So, thank you Lord for the gift of this morning. Those gifts can come in the oddest shapes and sizes. =)