#2,452 The Luxury of Sundays.

Sunday.

The only day of rest we get in a week, and we savor it, every last crumb of it, soak it up into our bones to last us through the week, when we are running on fumes by Friday afternoon. And I want to always keep it this way, the day we pray and worship and fold the laundry and wear pajamas in the afternoon. Because these days it’s the best luxury of all: time and rest. I wish I could buy it but I can’t, which makes me all the more grateful for it when it comes along.


Erin

Sunday, October 8th, 2017

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