After a summer of traveling, it was nice to be back in the folds of the familiar, despite the positive church experience we had had in PEI. Worship is – in my opinion – as much about the company you keep as about the sermon preached by a specific pastor, or the songs sung by a particular choir. Just being together and sharing the collective experience of those things, catching up with people’s personal news (much of it very sad unfortunately; our church had a death and several illnesses over the summer), seeing the sea of smiling faces at the front of the church during children’s time, and being in the presence of people with whom I have a shared history presented a much-needed re-grounding for my tattered soul.
And then, it was a bike ride along the lake to the airport for my first flight lesson of the fall. Yep, I flew a plane today! Couldn’t remember if I could still do it, actually, but it was quite good in the end, considering it’s been a full three months since I last piloted an aircraft!!!
We finished off the day with a little picnic dinner at Leslie Spit, and some geocaching at Sherbourne Common before heading home for bedtime and “Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland”, which we have just started reading together this week.
A Sunday like this one is surely the medicine needed for an excellent week ahead!