The usual suspects are absent.
Bill's at the VA this morning.
Gordon is on his way to Decatur for some business appointments.
Tyler and Lindsey have gone after a summer of being co-conspirators.
The Thursday morning study group wasn't here . . . guess most weren't able to make it.
Steve is working at his mother's.
Tom won't be back until the weekend.
Bill even gave away his pet snake (the one I was hoping to raise to sufficient size to have that snake-handling service everyone is anticipating) to one of the kids from the apartments.
I'm sitting here alone . . . which doesn't happen often. Listening to Bob Marley and waiting on an email so I can start on the powerpoint for Sunday.
Thinking I might as well read a little of Rob Bell's Velvet Elvis and enjoy the break.
I am starting some regular prayer time on Monday with Father William Wilson.
Planning some prayertime tonight with our family as Aaron and Adrienne start a new school year tomorrow.
Being alone to reflect for a bit is good. God is good. Life is good. Having fellow-travelers is good.