Sunday, May 22, 2011

Sunday Feasting

Sundays are holy.

 For my family this means a day we choose to go to church and worship. We feast on preaching from His Holy Word, praying, singing songs of praise and giving thanks while enjoying the fellowship of other believers which includes giving as well as receiving encouragement.

Then we come home to other types of feasting altogether. Today it was on the patio with a menu cooked from top to bottom in less than one hour upon arriving home from church. A meal fit for "princes and princesses."

Chicken Piccata
Roasted Cauliflower
Fresh Green Salad


It is unfortunate that I did not remember to take a picture of the food on my plate before I began eating it, but do keep in mind they are ravenous by this point.





And what would feasting be without dessert?
 Creamy vanilla ice cream with fresh, local strawberries.


A pitcher of iced tea with a lemon slice and a mint leaf, 
 continuing our sabbath rest after the table is cleared.

"How great is Your goodness, which You have stored up for those who fear You,
which You bestow in the sight of men on those who take refuge in You."
Psalm 31:19

7 comments:

Pieces of Sunshine said...

Sunday lunch at your place sounds wonderful!

no spring chicken said...

You didn't even mention the beautiful table!

Blessings, Debbie

GretchenJoanna said...

I love the rose with fingers in your banner. I can almost smell it!

Gigi said...

Hi Cathy! Lovely sounding Sunday and yummy looking dinner! Thank you so much for the kind comments you left at my place, and of course you can borrow my idea of random blogging -- anyhoo, I'm sure I borrowed it from someone else too ;).
Blessings,
GG

wayside wanderer said...

What a scrumptious looking feast! I don't blame you a bit for not getting a picture beforehand. It looks to good to wait!

crochet lady said...

Fabulous feasting indeed!

The dB family said...

Your Sundays sound wonderful!

Blessings!
Deborah

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