lonely night

There is something about Sunday nights that gets to me. It's not every Sunday, but every now and then, it just feels so lonely. I think it is because everything leading up to the 'big event' on Sunday is jam packed and there is so much to get done. The joy of Sunday morning is so wonderful and it is very much the highlight of my week. But on the opposite end of the spectrum, the evening comes. The house is quiet and I am usually too tired to start a project so I feel like whatever I do will be a waste of my time. This Sunday is particularly sad because Megan left to go pack to PA. I had a buddy to spend time with for a whole 24 hours and then she left. So here I am. I think I am just going to pray and spend time with my Best Friend. He IS Comfort...