Sunday Night

This weekend my cousin has been visiting from New Zealand so things have been a little busier for me than they usually would be. IKEA is not in business in New Zealand so a visit there was a priority for cousin S. My sister and I helped, of course. We had lunch and made helpful suggestions about interior decor, we told silly stories and remarked on kitchen design. We laughed pretty much the whole way through the store, all three hours (or was it four?)
Then there was a gathering of the clan for dinner where more silly stories were told and backyard soccer was played until the ball was kicked into a neighbouring yard and great rolling tears were shed by the young players.

Today I had arranged to drive cousin S and her men to the touristy part of town. On the way, there was a cat on the road and fearing for his owners, I moved the poor deceased moggie to the footpath. I have never done that before and hesitated a little but managed without any real distress.
Lunch with a couple of friends stretched long into the afternoon and I came home just as my young ones headed out. University is almost finished for the year and their collective sigh of relief is almost palpable.
I spent the evening browsing youtube, mostly listening to old hymns, where I came across one I remember singing as a child. The familiar song and congregational singing were comforting after a busy weekend and the final verse was fitting for this coming election week:

1. So be it, Lord; Thy throne shall never,
   Like earth’s proud empires, pass away:
   Thy kingdom stands, and grows forever,
   Till all Thy creatures own Thy sway.
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