Lunch at Frank Sinatra's

We went to church, and Evelyn went to the study on Islam while I went to the lectern to practice the reading I made during the service. We sang in the choir and were blessed with Holy Communion. We love Holy Communion. We came home, changed clothes and drove to Asheville for Evelyn’s free birthday meal at Frankie Bones restaurant. We have had several meetings with the restaurant manager and got him to take an additional coupon for our dinner. He did it because Evelyn’s poached eggs were not hard as she had ordered. We also had a wonderful young man as our waiter. He had grown up in India, son of Assembly of God missionaries. We enjoyed talking with him as much as we could. We then drove to Hendersonville to get some shoes and purse for Evelyn. We also found a blanket for Noah. We drove back home and stopped at Ingall’s for some Malbec wine from Argentina. We spent some time resting before our traditional popcorn supper. Our neighbor, Doris, returned from her mystery trip but was too tired to tell us about it. We will talk about it with her next week.
Well, I guess my brother has disowned me. I was offended when he made a comment that my beliefs in the Constitution, freedom, and Christian values, so I discontinued sending him factual emails. Then the Lord convicted me that he is still my brother, so I sent him birthday and anniversary emails and a couple of devotions. He has not responded at all, so I guess I can’t continue to actively keep the promise I made to mother that I should not let anything come between us. I will still do what I can.