Those Were the Days

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Blessing Everyone I hope that you are enjoying your Sunday. This is the day the Lord has made be glad and rejoice in it. I remember when I was in my youth my mother used to get up early to prepare dinner for us. I  would be sleeping, while this was going on in the early morning hours. This is something she did every Sunday morning, before waking us to get ready for church. She did this so that when we would return from church, our dinner would already be cooked. All she would have to do was heat things up for us to eat. My mom was a real homemaker in our home she kept things organized and she taught us to do the same.


This was the normal practice for us every Sunday, we would go to church and spend most of the day there. By the time church was finished we would be real hungry. I would be glad church was over so that I could go home, eat then probably take a nap. It was a long day for me, while I wasn't interested in staying in church all day. Some times my dad went with us to church. Although most of the time he stayed home to eat the food my mom had cooked. I wasn't to pleased with him on these occassions, which was pretty often. Due to the fact that may father didn't believe in going to church.  He stayed home to sleep, read his paper and eat what my mom had cooked.  That was his routine on Sundays.


I knew all to well what that meant for my mom's Sunday dinner. He would leave some food for us, but you could tell his hand had been in the pot. I really didn't like what he did by picking over our food like that. To this day he still goes into the pot while my mom is at church. Thankfully I don't have to deal with it anymore. I live in Florida, while they live in Maryland.  I've never got into the practice of cooking food before I go to church. I usually get a snack when I get home from church. I eat later or I might buy something from a restuarant. It depends on what I want to do. This is just a reflection of how things were back in the day. Those were the days of long ago. Memories aren't they great.


Psalm 118:24