Just a Great Sabbath Day

I love that the Lord taught us the importance of making holy one day per week.  Regardless of the day--be it Friday, Saturday, or Sunday--having a holy day of prayer and worship can be such a spiritually nurturing experience.

I love the Sabbath Day.  Today was no exception.

I kicked it off with my MoTab Music and the Spoken Word at 9:30am, followed by the one I recorded last week that I was too sick to watch.  I felt great, and it felt awesome. As I got ready for church with my favorite band blaring throughout the house, I think I noticed my hair starting to fall out.  I'm not 100% sure, but I think something a little suspicious was going on. 

Ugh.  Please, not yet. Please, not ever.

Church was perfect.  But I've always been a church lover so that wasn't surprising.  The sacrament bread tasted super salty. That was a surprise. I've had a heightened sensitivity to salt lately and probably shouldn't have been surprised, but I was.

Primary is practicing for their 27 September Children's Program so it was so nice to just sit in the chapel with my most sweet, fabulous, and wonderful class.  I love them so much.

I had a lovely afternoon of visits and visitors with no pain and no nausea.  My stamina is embarrassingly low and, if I am going to feel better this coming week,  I need to push myself more to build strength for all that lies ahead.

My spirits are good.  I am eating good and healthy food.  I feel much better than I did a week ago.

I am grateful and take none of this for granted.  Thank you for every single prayer.