Host for Fun Monday next Monday is the lovely Sayre.

So today’s Fun Monday host is me Here’s the task I set everyone:

I would like you to take your camera (or your artistic talents!) on a day tour with you. I want to know where you go, what you get up to on a “normal” day (disclaimer - it doesn’t have to be “normal”!). All the details you would consider boring! You are free to make your FM posts as long or as short as you’d like!

And here is everyone:

• Swampy
• Equoni
• Aoj & the Lurchers
• Wendishness
• Faye
• Sayre
• Hulagirlatheart
• Survivor
• Grace
• Rayne
• Chrisb
• iPost
• Jo Beaufoix
• Margaret (the misanthrope)
• Lala
• Tiggerlane
• Hootin’ Anni

And a couple of late submissions

• Storyteller
• BeeDancer

Here is my submission, don’t forget to go and visit the other FM participants as well!

If you would like to host Fun Monday next week please let me know. I’ll post the next host here when there is one.

My “day” was yesterday, Sunday 19th October.

It started in a lovely relaxed way, with a bacon sandwich in bed with my cat and the Chinese Formula 1 Grand Prix on the TV (early - 7am). Now admittedly this isn’t the normal way I start a Sunday, as Rob was away with the church’s men for the weekend. Normally my Sunday mornings are snuggly lay ins and we get croissants on the way to church.

Then I went to church, intending to stop on the way to drop off the recycling as the council don’t pick up recycling from us as we live in a flat and even though the recycling truck picks up stuff from the houses opposite they won’t collect from us. (Humph.) But as I was running late that job didn’t get done. Instead had lovely cup of tea with nice ladies at church and then went in to the service. Our church doesn’t have a building at the moment so we meet in two local schools, on in the morning and a different one in the evening.

After church I was intending to go home, wash up and stick another load of washing on. What actually happened was that I got invited back for lunch with a lovely couple from church who didn’t like the idea of me eating on my own (I would have had a sandwich but I wasn’t going to turn down a lovely roast meal!), so I went back to their house and had a lovely afternoon with them. V nice roast pork, with all kinds of vegetables (carrots, potatoes, parsnips, cabbage, sweet potato) and lovely gravy. Yum.

Rob got home about 3:30 and I got home not too long after - to find him laid out in the bath trying to soak away the aches he’d picked up from the weekend! He’s still aching in unexpected places… (I’ve not found out everything he got up to - not sure I want to know!)

Rob and I help to lead one of our church youth groups - the one that most resembles a “church” rather than a youth club - so Sunday evenings are taken up by that. Yesterday I was leading and started (after half an hour of a game which seemed to combine netball and basketball) with a discussion of Psalm 42.

As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, O God.

My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When can I go and meet with God?

My tears have been my food day and night, while men say to me all day long, “Where is your God?”

These things I remember as I pour out my soul: how I used to go with the multitude, leading the procession to the house of God, with shouts of joy and thanksgiving among the festive throng.

Why are you downcast, O my soul? Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him my Savior and 6 my God.

My soul is downcast within me; therefore I will remember you from the land of the Jordan, the heights of Hermon—from Mount Mizar.

Deep calls to deep in the roar of your waterfalls; all your waves and breakers have swept over me.

By day the LORD directs his love, at night his song is with me— a prayer to the God of my life.

I say to God my Rock, “Why have you forgotten me? Why must I go about mourning, oppressed by the enemy?”

My bones suffer mortal agony as my foes taunt me, saying to me all day long, “Where is your God?”

Why are you downcast, O my soul? Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Savior and my God.

We do this as an alternative to sung worship - it’s usually written out on a board of roll of paper and the group share the areas of the psalm that they particularly like or relate to. It is good to see them get talking together and sharing ideas with each other. We particularly liked the paragraph about being led to worship with a big crowd - this really reminded me of our summer experince where we took the group to a festival called Soul Survivor which was really amazing. The whole group came away having been challenged and changed. After the Psalm they got in to pairs or threes and I gave them a series of passages that dealt with characters involved or present at the death and ressurection of Jesus. This got them talking even more and at the end of the session each group was able to feed back on their discussion. They all seemed to have had interesting discussions which was good.

At the end of the evening we usually have a chill out time, with snacks and more games. Today we were playing frisbee. One of the girls decided that she would do this with a box on her head.

We finally got home about 9:45pm in time to collapse on the sofa, have some toast and then curl up in bed (I do like it when my husband is here. It’s lonely without him.). Sundays are usually very busy but one of the most fun days of the week

I hope you’ve enjoyed reading a little in to my life. Now please go visit the other FM participants!