I’m not exactly happy about it, but I’ve decided to skip my Bible reading today. The schedule allows for two miss days but I haven’t missed anything thus far. I’m at my brother’s house until tomorrow and there is no quiet here. The house has been full of people all day, sometimes up to 30 at a time.
My dad, his friend, and myself went to church this morning. I’ve been begging to attend church here each time we visit, but I’ve never been able to get anyone to take me. Thankfully, my dad decided that we would go this morning. The church service was really nice. The church is small, as this is a tiny military town. The people were very friendly and I was happy to spend an hour worshiping God in the middle of this crazy day.
I’m really glad to spend time with my brother, but I miss my husband. I love the life we have together and I like the routines, our time together, and my own bed! Sometimes I feel silly missing him so much when I’m rarely away from home and usually only for a weekend at a time. But we’ve been married only four years and I still want to spend every single day by his side.