The sermon was about patience, forbearance. About how we can try to be more like God and try to maintain emotional calm during times of disquiet.
I must say that the kids did not honk the horn this morning as they waited (patiently) for Mr. Rellim and I to exit church. And I did not raise my voice when I found a bra in the backseat of the car.
Apparently, this was Rachel's silent objection to her extended wait.
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Bras are a pain.
The sermon was about tolerance, tolerance. About how we can try to be more like God and try to sustain psychological relaxed during periods of disquiet.
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