I hear the phrase Sunday fun day a great deal lately.
It’s a phrase that suggests the first day of the week (or last day of the weekend) is filled with relaxation and enjoyment. This isn’t always the case, but for the most part people try to chill out. Sundays are about time spent with family and friends doing various activities. It’s currently football season. So, most will gather at someone’s house, turn on the game, and munch on appetizers. Laughter. Good natured ribbing. Eating. Cheering. Fellowship. Sundays are a lovely time.
For me, Sundays are about church and family.
First and foremost, this day belongs to the Lord. It is He who allowed me to see it, and for that I am thankful. I get dressed in my Sunday best (suit and tie) and go to Sunday School. Afterwards, I play the organ Morning Worship. I am a total musician, and I love using the talent God gave me for his That usually last about 3.5 hours. I hear those die-hard Catholics and Lutherans holding their collective breaths. Breathe easy, folks. It’s not as bad as you may think.
After service comes the time with my family. We break bread together, and enjoy each other’s company. We share stories of good times past, and create more memories. Living. Loving.Laughing. Since my grandmother has passed on, a lot of the stories revolve around her. Her charm, wit, and loving personality produced memories Even in losing someone so dear, the memories can keep a smile on your face. Sunday dinner is a time of healing, and strengthening the bond of family.
After eating and fellowship, It’s usually nap time. Then, off to church again.
Go ahead and breathe. It’s okay to give a day to God.
All in all, I look forward to Sundays. There are a peaceful joyous time.I worship the Lord, see family and friends, and enjoy their company.
What is your Sunday like?
A Fresh Voice 
Great blog. I too,spend my time in church 1st. After service, I go out to eat or go home eat dinner
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Sundays put me in a different frame of mind from any other day of the week. It’s almost as if a switch clicks on and my brain automatically operates on a different interface that day. Back home, Sundays meant getting up early (usually by 7am) to cook breakfast and dinner at the same time (my Daddy is used to home cooked meals). All the cooking should be done by 10am so I can get ready for morning service. After church its back home to eat with family and sleep before going to evening service. I always wondered why my brain never worked this way on any other day of the week and I realize its due to constant repetition and family tradition. Any activity outside the scope of this routine always made me feel weird and wanted to revert back to the norm. In my house there was no such thing as shopping or going to the movies or any other social outing on a Sunday. This day was set aside for God and family and I still hold fast to that belief today, even though I do take advantage of sleeping in late whenever I can.
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