Beautiful Sunday

Waking up with the sun filling my room, the radiation filled me with warmth.
It's 7am already.
I rushed out of bed. Church service is by 7:30am. I can stake to be there by 8am.
I already had my gown ready and accessories.
All I needed was get a quick bath, dress up and yeah do a little makeover.
Going through 50% of what I should to be ready, a call comes, "I'd be ready in 10mins" I said.
It'll take a miracle though, I giggled.
It's 10minutes to 8am, the bus set aside for picking members will soon be gone. I hastened my footsteps. Just as I got nearer, the bus has moved but.. My friend sighted me from where she sat in front and pleaded the bus waits for me. It did.
Getting to church, the amazing testimonies, the worship sessions, the prayers, the sermon.. I'm truly grateful to be God's child.
Church is over, training sessions commences for interested participants.
I find my way home. Had to do a little dish and eat afterwards.
Monday is on the morrow. Dresses are picked, bags packed.
Sundays are beautiful. A day of rest and planning for the week ahead.