Monday, February 3, 2014
Whiskers in the morning, flowers from a friend and Hallelujah
- Friend Janice (who is married) was so interested in my kitchen flowers that I always buy for myself. I told her that I learned a long time ago not to wait for flowers. So when I pick her up for an afternoon tea we are both attending, she presents me with a pot of purple orchids. Lovely.
- An encounter with a young man with Down's Syndrome, who doesn't often interact with the world, always seemingly deep within himself. It was my turn to greet at the front door of the church before the service yesterday. When he came in with his mother, I greeted her and then him by name, and he responded (much to my delight) with, "Hallelujah."