Bliss

by - 8:39:00 PM

For some reason I get this sense of pure bliss on Sunday morning. Despite the fact I could easily count the hours of sleep I got on one hand after preparing my Sunday School lesson, I woke up this morning in a great mood. There is a sense of rest and improvement. I have vowed not to do anything routine, or normal on Sundays, but instead to set these days of the week apart. Maybe that's why I love them.
Somehow the pure sense of bliss threatens to be slaughtered about this time on a Sunday night. Right about 9:00pm I realize that tomorrow is Monday.
So, I do the smartest thing I could possibly do, and stay up till all hours of the night--making my Sunday bliss last as long as I can stretch it.
So what if I'm so tired on Monday I go cross-eyed? My Sunday lasted that much longer.

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