Over the last two days I was able to do several of my favorite things. If you are familiar with jazz, I’m listening to John Coltrane’s My Favorite Things playing as a way to further sharpen the beauty of favorite things.

First, I was able to go home and be with my wife and son. After being gone so much with my current position, there really is no place like home and hearth with those you love, in my estimation.

Second, my wife and I had a complete blast with our Sunday school class Saturday evening. Scores of us ate, shared, laughed, swapped stories, deepened friendships, formed new ones, and simply loved on one another. Christian fellowship is a biblical fruit & blessing given by God Himself.

Third, my wife, our son, and I took in a great movie, Nefarious, which is about spiritual warfare and what spiritual blindness is, what moral depravity is, and what monergistic regeneration is via the gospel. The film has no nudity, no profanity, and no car explosions. What it does do is address spiritual warfare head-on. I highly recommend the film and the book upon which it is based, A Nefarious Plot, by Steve Deace.

Fourth, I was able to wet a hook this evening under the gloaming in a pond I frequent. Didn’t catch enough fish that I don’t need to purchase groceries this week, but it really could not have been a better few moments of time at the water with the slight breeze, the sun over the pines, and the smells of a spring evening.

I never seem to tire of the small things which aren’t . . . well, small.