I have always raised one eyebrow at people who fall asleep in church. No more. We attended the scripture class tonight and I fell asleep probably twenty-five times. Our teacher, Brother Jack Welch, is very knowledgeable and tells us things about the times the New Testament was written that a normal person wouldn't know, and I fell asleep anyway. Every time I woke up he was looking at me, in a kindly way. No eyebrow raising.
I'm ashamed that I've judged other fall-asleepers. From now on I'm giving them the benefit of the doubt. Maybe they were up until 3:00 a.m. too.
I'll read your blogs tomorrow because I'm falling asleep as I type and spell check is having to work overtime and now he's mad. He wouldn't even tell me how to spell knowledgeable, said he had no suggestions. He's a spoiled baby.
Goodnight. I hope each and every one of you finds comfort this day. And money in an unexpected place. And a treat you had forgotten about. And good dreams.
PS I loved the Star Trek movie we went to this afternoon. How come I didn't fall asleep then?