I'm not going to church tomorrow. I know, I know, going to hell. I've heard it. I'm still not going to church tomorrow. Or today since technically it's Sunday while I'm writing this.
No, I'm not going to church. I am, however, going to sleep in, go out to breakfast with 3 fantastic women and then get in a car and drive home from Play Land. We'll most likely talk about church. We'll talk about life. We'll remember the plays we've seen, we'll share in more laughter, finish the pies and cakes we couldn't finish tonight. We'll watch the scenery, cars and trucks go by. We will enjoy the last few hours away from home, from family, from the stress of everyday life. We will be thankful that God brought us together as friends and be grateful for the time we've spent together. We will enjoy the day and be grateful, say Thanks to God and laugh together, share the burdens of life and help each other see the path ahead with better vision and a better attitude.
Yep, tomorrow I'm not going to church. God wouldn't have it any other way.