Sunday Best

Pearls, a natural complement to Sunday Best.
Stored in the bowl that was a gift from Wendy, they are even more special.

 It has been my experience that a Sunday can either be the best day of the week or the most horrible.  It can be a day of grace, blessings, good food, handshakes, smiles and naps or it can be a day of dread:    the emptiness at the end of a weekend, the prospect of work to be done, chores to be organized and the nervousness that grips us as we contemplate a new, and perhaps tiring, week.

I have the solution to this, well there's only one solution, and it involves making certain that Sunday is your Best Day.

My recipe for Sunday Best:  Sleep in, but not too late.  Make something nice for breakfast, do some soothing stretches or go for a walk, then haul your Sunday Best Outfits out of your cupboard.

Brora Tweed Suit
Brooks Brothers Ten Button Jacket and Skirt
Smythson Antonia Clutch

 I have two skirt suits that make up my Sunday Best, a couple of Brora cashmere jumpers, a nice small handbag in a festive shade of red, and some really pretty shoes.
I can interchange the skirt suits with each other and I did the math: it totals four outfits.  That's a month of Sundays right there.

Classic Salvatore Ferragamo Black Pumps with Bow
Sunday Best Shoes

 Going to church is a priority for me.  I grew up in the Catholic faith and now I attend Anglican service, it's a fairly "High Anglican" service so it speaks to the Catholic in me.  We were married there, our youngest rascal christened there, it's where I like to be on a Sunday morning, at 10:30, wearing my Sunday Best and with the hymn book in my hand.

I'm thinking of making Sunday Best a regular feature of the blog.  I'd love to share with you some thoughts and quotes that I might take away from the Homily or the bulletin at my service.  I often feel so inspired that I am brought to tears.  Now I am not encouraging crying by any means but you may also find some grace in a little thought or quote.  Being religious is not a requirement.

You don't have to be religious to contemplate love.  This, from today's bulletin:

"LOVE...

God invites us to inhabit love, as we might inhabit music.  Love is a kind of silent music- a still, small voice, a sound of sheer silence- that surrounds us on every side.  The music of a still small voice that can so easily be overwhelmed by the cacophony of our lives."
(Br. Mark Brown SSJE)

Sunday Lunch

Love can also be found in home-cooked food, which is why I like to trot home from church, throw my apron on over my Sunday Best, and cook up a proper lunch.
Today it was oven roasted frites, salad with fresh dill and chicken sauteed in a cream sauce.  If you'd like the recipes head back tomorrow, that will be a feature on Mop Philosophy Monday.

How do you make Sunday your Best Day?  Have you also had the experience of Sunday as the Most Horrible Day?
Hope this Sunday holds lots of Love for you,
xoxDani