Cold morning, December morning

I slept soundly for some time last night, sleeping in the bed above our bedroom, so as not to disturb Cindy this morning when I awoke. And as is the norm in these cases, I awoke around five this morning and felt my heart pounding in my chest and tried to settle myself back into a position where I could get back to sleep.

Ordinarily, I have to minister to my mind at these times and allow my thoughts to roll here and there and resolve themselves enough to allow a bit of additional sleep. But too often, I thrash in bed long enough, caught in the web of my thoughts for a long enough time so that I lose the ability to invest in a bit more rest.

Nevertheless, I was able to come down stairs this morning and get on the internet again, for a second morning. I am not sure why, all of a sudden, I am able to get on the internet at home. I suppose there is a router somewhere in the neighborhood, close enough to allow me to connect to the cyber-universe around me.

It is kind of humbling to consider that at this time, someone somewhere in the world could be taking note of me and my ramblings. And a little scary sometimes. As I have taken the time to write these notes, not as regularly as I would have liked, I have been surprised to find other people reading my words and responding.

Now we are caught in the holiday season. There is a bit more restraint this year and the economy is pulling our attention enough so that it is difficult to immerse oneself in the tide of consumerism. And that is a good thing. Perhaps we can think more on the important things which the season brings.

Perhaps tonight Cindy and I will drive over to Peachtree City to do a little shopping. Perhaps tomorrow we will shop some more. On Sunday, after church, we are scheduled to ride up to the Governor's Mansion to hear our choir director, tax commissioner and friend, Sylvia Hollums, sing in a presentation at the mansion. Afterward, we will drive down to the Varsity for supper. That sounds like a lot of fun. I am definitely looking forward to that.

Well, I look at the clock on my computer and I note that it is probably time to take the dog out to do his business, and then eat some breakfast before I dress for work. I think I will heat some water for a cup of hot tea. I can feel the cold outside through my pajamas and the window and the storm window and the wall. I assume that means that it is quite cold out their this morning.

I wouldn't expect anything else on the morning of December 5th.