After returning from church this afternoon, I began settling in at my house and preparing for a long night at home. Sunday evenings are often disappointing...as they are often filled with that dread of what will come Monday morning: the return to work. However, I was pleasantly surprised to receive a call from Brother John who asked me what I had planned for this evening. It was simple to report my very exciting answer, "cleaning, laundry, nothing mind blowing." I then was even further surprised to hear John's request to have me go with him to St. Louis.....to meet up with Brother Steve and Sister Susan Woods! I had heard that they attended the Fishing River Association in Independence (where John had been most of the weekend), but I had no idea they intended to head this way for a couple of days. I quickly ditched my plans to scour the kitchen and rushed to get ready so that John could pick me up.
I had a wonderful time visiting with them - especially while walking around University City. We devoured some burgers and toasted ravioli at Blueberry Hill, ate some ice cream at Ben & Jerry's, and enjoyed seeing the many shops in the Loop. We spoke about sermons we had heard, meetings we had attended, and church folks we all love. It was a great time of fellowship, and Brother Steve and Sister Susan are the kind of people to whom I hate to say goodbye. It seems there's never enough time to listen and learn everything I should from them. But, it only makes me look forward to "next time" that much more. We are so thankful that a December date has been set for Brother Steve to be ordained as an elder, and we are praying that God will be richly bless him as a pastor and teacher. I know I sure have been blessed by his (and Susan's) friendship!
Listening to Pat Green on the ride home, John and I talked about how much we enjoyed the evening - away from the boredom of a usual Sunday evening. Stimulating conversation and good friends are always better alternatives.
Below is a picture of the wall in Ben & Jerry's. I teased Brother Steve, Sister Susan, and John about possibly putting a picture of all 3 of them on my blog. Instead, we thought the wall of cows would be a better photo to include.
I was udderly delighted to be able to meet up with them for dinner.
I had no beefs with having to ride with Brother John to St. Louis.
I'm just glad I didn't have to hoof it.
Needless to say, it was a mooving experience.
Later, I'll have to get on the horn and tell some of the church folks about the night.
But, they might have already herd about it.
I know these puns are probably way pasture limit of dumb jokes, but it's my brand of humor. No bull.