Late Gifts Are Great Gifts!





We had some good services today. Tonight, our Pastor preached out of Nehemiah 2 and the walls we need up in our Christian life. One of the last points he hit was on protecting our treasures. Specifically to parents, our children. It was a really needed sermon because my oldest son, Justin, brought up a subject on the way home from church this morn that had been on his heart. I wasn't quite prepared for it, but we had a good talk. And as I laid down for my Sunday nap I prayed that the Lord would help him see and understand some things. Then tonight, Pastor's sermon was right on target. As the alter call began, Bruce and I both were lead to pray around our children. As Justin made his way to us I began to cry. Not out of worry, but because I could see on his face that the Lord had made some things clear to him through the sermon.
Now, isn't God good?
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