A Lazy Sunday

I just ate a third of a pan of lasagna my friends. A third. But that's why Sundays are great isn't it? You wake up in the morning, put on a tie, worry about your sunday school lesson and its off to church. A 3 year old tries to swallow the mic bearing her testimony and you look at the empty sign-up sheet guiltily as it passes you by in elder's quorum.

But somehow it all works. You come home refreshed, recommitted, and ready for a new week. You loosen your tie and eat lasagna.

I am grateful for Sundays.

-Jonathan