First Weekend of Football Season

Well, it is now Sunday and every team I cared about lost this weekend, some by a great deal, others by not much. So now it is Sunday and all the people at Cedar Springs Presbyterian Church were happy with themselves, with the slight exception of the pastor, who seemed to be suffering from the messages he was receiving from the Bible passages he was reading. That was basically the message of his sermon and he was concerned that he couldn't get past the message of Christ in John 15.

At any rate, it was good to get my mind off football and the problems of daily living and think on things of a more spiritual and eternal bent. I can't say I'm there, but it was a good time to get my mind off the usual matters of life. I came back home to the Sicard's house and put on the public radio station which plays traditional music and listen to Cumberland Sunday Morning. I even got to sleep a bit.

This afternoon, everyone has gone to see a movie and I am home with the dogs. Sean Connery is teaching some Highland Scotsman how to fight in a movie, and I would dearly like to go hike up in the mountains nearby, but everyone will be coming home soon and we will be grilling hamburgers and chicken and trying to enjoy the afternoon, despite the overcast and the drizzle.

They expect rain for the next week up here and I am glad I am returning to Georgia tomorrow, although I don't know what the weather will be like down there. Warmer, I assume. But it does feel more like Fall and with the football, I really feel like I am in the season, even though I know it can get hotter and more sunny and feel more like Summer within a day or a few hours.

Oh well, I don't think this is going anywhere. I'll try later.