My dad messages P early this morning for us to call him when we wake up.
I called. He asked about our plans for the day and suggested that we drove over to exchange cars and then bring his car for gas and air (he dislocated his elbow in December so he can't drive) and then they'd come to church with us and have lunch later. Amazing. It's the first time he has ever suggested coming to church. Never mind that there was a catch to get his car into shape.
When I was in church during worship, it suddenly dawned on me that this was what I ever really wanted. To have my whole family in church together worshipping. Maybe the worshipping didn't quite happen today but at least it's a start, a great start. I hope and pray for more this coming year. Maybe we'll offer to top up gas and pump the tires again next week! But that will mean I will need to run down the gas for him during the week! Haha.
Oh yes, a dear friend and ex-colleague is moving with his family to Australia - Adelaide this evening. I wish him well and hope to visit them in the near future.
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I had to laugh at the "strings attached"-ness to your dad's coming to church. Doesn't God move in funny ways? And aren't our parents' generation so wonderfully practical? Happy for you! May this be the first of many, many enjoyable church visits together.
Happy new year!
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