I had posted a couple of weeks ago about how I was hurt by my church.  If you would like to read that, click here.  Last week (or so), my pastor and his wife finally got around to visiting us.  They walked in the door full of apologies.  They were sorry they hadn't visited yet, they were sorry only one person had given us a meal.  They said they dropped the ball.  Well, they were so nice, and they came bearing gifts, I immediatly forgave them  Besides, I wasn't mad at them, persay, it was the church as a whole I was upset with.  The pastor's wife said someone was supposed to be in charge of calling people to ask them to make us meals.  I had planned on telling them not to worry about us getting meals being that it had been 7 weeks already, but she asked, "Would you be blessed if meals were brought to you?"  Now, what can you say to that?  So we have been getting meals this week, and I think we will next week too.  These cooks have been going all out!  We have soooo much food!  And the deserts!  Oh my goodness!  We have LOTS of cookies and brownies and yummy - chocolate - peanutbutter - rice crispy bars, cake, jello....  So much for the blubber contest!  *sigh*