Good Friday

This has been a rather unusual Good Friday in our home.

Firstly, we are actually at home. Normally we would go away for the long weekend (we get Friday-Monday as public holidays here).

Secondly, I took the children to church this morning. Because of being away, it is not something they have ever done on Good Friday before. I especially enjoyed the opportunity to be in church this morning. It was a quiet reflective communion service. Although Mr Busy and I had words afterwards about his inappropriate behaviour to participating in some aspects of the service. The boy seems to have forgotten that we expect him to stand up with the rest of the congregation when we sing!!!

Thirdly, we have just returned home from helping some friends move out of their house. Dh has gone on the first truck up to their new home in the centre of Victoria to help unload and bring it back to Melbourne later today. I, and a number of other church ladies, spent the better part of the day cleaning. The task at this end is completed and our friends are on their way to their new home and a new church family.

I am about to head into my kitchen and get a batch of hot cross buns started so that we can enjoy them with our dinner this evening.