Plus One
Yesterday afternoon two wonderful things happened. It took the first to make the second happen, but it did and I'm hopeful for the future. OK, a lot of wonderful things happened yesterday afternoon, but two really big things happened that are worth mentioning.
Julie and I buried the hatchet yesterday. Well, we kind of did that a long time ago, but we put everything aside for a bit to show some unison for my son who took himself a wife yesterday. Our little family grew by one. She's a beautiful young woman and I'm so happy for the two of them! I had the honor of escorting my son's mother to the ceremony and from all of the dysfunction on his side of the family, differences were put aside to make his day special for him.
I was very happy about seeing that. Sometimes weddings can bring out the worst in people but yesterday I saw the best in everyone.
The other thing that happened is that, in a sense, the prodigal son returned yesterday. My oldest and I had drifted apart and I saw him yesterday. We made peace.
Yesterday God gave me my boys back and used a joyous occasion to do it. I say that God did this because I still believe only He can soften hardened hearts and I saw a lot of that happening yesterday. I praise and thank Him for that gift and it's a strong testament to never giving up hope in His ability to bring change in life that heals. Sometimes emotional hurts are harder to heal than physical ones. It's not going to happen overnight, but the wounds aren't bleeding anymore.
My son made a handsome groom. She made a beautiful bride and they're so cute together! I almost cried when I heard him read his vows to her. I did cry when I saw my son, his new bride, and my two sons together.
Life is funny like that, I guess. I still felt out of place a bit. I guess that's only natural given the circumstances, but I did have a couple of minutes to talk to my son about his future and tell him I would do EVERYTHING I could to help him and his wife have a successful life. I told him again that the biggest mistake I ever made was not reading the Bible until I was 45 and that he should look up the Scriptures about marriage. I told my son that putting God in the middle would ensure a successful marriage and to use her folks as an example of that. I hope he listens.
I had a great day yesterday. I watched God working in my life. He started off in my class by helping me to deal with someone I know who is kind of a lost sheep, so to speak. He gave me just the verses and hopefully, the right words to say to this person. That was kind of cool, too.
Well, gang, like I said, I'm thrilled that my sons, tall, taller, and tallest, (not in birth order, by the way!) and I are all speaking again. Life's going to get a whole lot better just because of that.
God is GOOD all the time, and what happened yesterday in my life brings Him glory and praise!
Julie and I buried the hatchet yesterday. Well, we kind of did that a long time ago, but we put everything aside for a bit to show some unison for my son who took himself a wife yesterday. Our little family grew by one. She's a beautiful young woman and I'm so happy for the two of them! I had the honor of escorting my son's mother to the ceremony and from all of the dysfunction on his side of the family, differences were put aside to make his day special for him.
I was very happy about seeing that. Sometimes weddings can bring out the worst in people but yesterday I saw the best in everyone.
The other thing that happened is that, in a sense, the prodigal son returned yesterday. My oldest and I had drifted apart and I saw him yesterday. We made peace.
Yesterday God gave me my boys back and used a joyous occasion to do it. I say that God did this because I still believe only He can soften hardened hearts and I saw a lot of that happening yesterday. I praise and thank Him for that gift and it's a strong testament to never giving up hope in His ability to bring change in life that heals. Sometimes emotional hurts are harder to heal than physical ones. It's not going to happen overnight, but the wounds aren't bleeding anymore.
My son made a handsome groom. She made a beautiful bride and they're so cute together! I almost cried when I heard him read his vows to her. I did cry when I saw my son, his new bride, and my two sons together.
Life is funny like that, I guess. I still felt out of place a bit. I guess that's only natural given the circumstances, but I did have a couple of minutes to talk to my son about his future and tell him I would do EVERYTHING I could to help him and his wife have a successful life. I told him again that the biggest mistake I ever made was not reading the Bible until I was 45 and that he should look up the Scriptures about marriage. I told my son that putting God in the middle would ensure a successful marriage and to use her folks as an example of that. I hope he listens.
I had a great day yesterday. I watched God working in my life. He started off in my class by helping me to deal with someone I know who is kind of a lost sheep, so to speak. He gave me just the verses and hopefully, the right words to say to this person. That was kind of cool, too.
Well, gang, like I said, I'm thrilled that my sons, tall, taller, and tallest, (not in birth order, by the way!) and I are all speaking again. Life's going to get a whole lot better just because of that.
God is GOOD all the time, and what happened yesterday in my life brings Him glory and praise!
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