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An overnight sleet-rain mix had made the roads in our Southern town impassable. So our little church sent out the message to stay home and stay warm. On this particular Sunday, the unexpected cancellation was what my soul needed. Instead of rushing around to get dressed and get out the door, we stayed in our bathrobes. We ate an unhurried breakfast of pancakes. And then the kids (ages seven and ten at the time) prepared a homemade worship service for the four of us. I had suggested they might like to play church this morning and dress up like pastors. 

They were thrilled.