Thats What I Love about Sundays
I’ve mentioned over and over again about how much I am in love with my city. As the end of my one year lease at my Atlanta apartment quickly approaches, I am more in awe of how amazing city life is then ever before.
This past Sunday, Atlanta finally got some nice weather. It was that first bit of 65-70 degree weather that makes everyone want to go outside. People open windows, smile at their neighbors, take their dogs for walks and steal longer lunch breaks. Spring time in Georgia is my absolute favorite season. Wanting to enjoy the warm sunshine, a few friends and I decided to take the short drive to Piedmont Park Sunday afternoon. We were joined by hundreds of fellow Atlantans’ as we ate our picnic lunch, threw a Frisbee and people watched. Truly a marvelous few hours soaking up the much-anticipated spring sunshine. 
After the park, we all decided some ice cream was in order. We took a little drive over to the Highlands and found ourselves waiting in line at a oh-s0-quaint ice cream parlor. The place takes cash only and serves their Italian Gelato in cute little bowls. The four of us sat out in front of the store and enjoyed our yummy snack as we watched the city go by. The strollers, the dogs, the couples holding hands…. it was all there. All making up the perfect backdrop to a perfect day.
Our next stop was the Wouldn’t-Miss-It-For-Anything 6 o’clock service at Buckhead Church where I was once again blown away by the amazing, truthful, perfectly timed message. My friends and I fill up a whole row as we worship, sing and pray together. That never gets old. That is the single reason why I truly love this city and why life is so good. It’s that church. It’s those people.
After church, nothing really says “the weekend is winding down” like a booth full of friends at a pizza restaurant. We laugh and chat over slices of pepperoni pizza, and all can’t quite believe that another weekend is over.
That is what I love about Sundays. All of that. I love that my “normals” never get old. I love that it’s a guarantee that we will run out of saved seats at church. I love that this city loves spring time as much as I do. I love that in seven days, I get to do it all over again.