No longer do I call you servants, for a servant does not understand what his master is doing. But I have called you friends, because everything I have learned from My Father I have made known to you.
The first morning without an alarm can feel like a lie-in you've earned, until half past ten, when the coffee is finished and nobody needs anything from you. It might be a retirement, a church role handed to someone younger, or a job that changed shape without asking you. The quiet can feel heavier than you expected.