Sea BreezesMy husband got up this morning and announced we would skip Good Friday services at church today. We are too tired. We have been in East Tennessee for several days loving grand babies and their parents. Tonya had surgery. We lost sleep in worry. We still don't know test results. We still worry. Katie and babies came yesterday, and we went to the beach, all day. Last night we had dinner on the island with dear friends. Today, I am home ;Harold is at work. Therefore, we are tired. We will skip church, although there are three services offered today at our little church. Then my husband called. He was on his way to work, and coming around the bend in his big truck, the front tire blew, not went flat, but exploded. Had I been driving, I would have surely wrecked. We drove that truck to Tennessee, no flat, no explosion on the interstate. But today, when he was driving, it happened. He was safe. He is a big guy, who has spent the last 20 years of his life in the tire business, and he instinctively knew what to do. He was fine. The big Ford truck came to a stop...in front of an African American Baptist church. A simple cross. A reminder..Good Friday. He got to work and told his office staff, maybe he was reminded to go to church today. Thus, his call to me. We will be at Good Friday services this evening at St. Andrew's Episcopal Church. Will we go for us? No, we will go for Him. He went to the cross for us. It is the Least we can do for Him. Oh Father, please lead us today to know the MOST we can do for You. Lead our hearts to offer thanksgiving for your healing powers for Tonya, our dear daughter-in-love, precious mother of precious grandchildren. Pardon my tears today, but the creator of the universe sent His only son to the cross to die for my sins, and "I am not worthy to gather up the crumbs under His table."
What love is this, that loves me so fully? Bless you all dear readers. May the cross speak to your heart today.
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