Bone-weary

It is the second Sunday in Advent.  Advent - my favorite season of the church year.  It is John the Baptist Sunday.  My New Testament professor always called him JB.  Today I stay home, thinking about John.  The rest of the house has gone back to bed.  We have each had a bone-wearing week. 

We all got up in time

For church.

Separately

We acknowledged each of us,

In particular ways,

Is bone-weary

From the week.

If any one of us

Had said to the others

I will go with you

Rather than

I will stay home

With you

We might be in the car

Right now

Driving to church.

As it is

Even the cat

Has gone back to sleep,

Bone-weary

In his older cat way.

We have yet to hear

From the turtle.

He was not even part

Of the conversation

To begin with.