I love to spend my time, when not in Church on Sunday, listening to General Conference sermons and Music & the Spoken Word.
Be still, my soul: Thy God doth undertake
To guide the future as he has the past.
Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake;
All now mysterious shall be bright at last.
Be still, my soul: The waves and winds still know
His voice who ruled them while he dwelt below.
Hymn 124: Be Still My Soul
There is great joy in resting from one’s labors, feasting on the words of Christ. And all He asks is that we give Him one day a week.
Like I said in my last post: Chocolate doesn’t ask stupid questions or make up faux news. Chocolate vanquishes chaos.
And uplifting music with a good tenor or three, and throw in a great baritone, helps add just the right ambience to the momentous experience.
Sam, I raise a Thin & Crispy Dark Chocolate Chip cookie to honor you and the thrill of the hunt.
Now the day is over and I am reflecting upon the day. Truly this was a lovely Easter Sabbath as music flows through my heart and my mind in praise to God for sending His Beloved Son to this earth.