My Daddy...

I think this post is due with Father's Day quickly approaching and all...

On Sunday after we got home, we found out that my dad, (who has been attending lay ministry classes) was having his first sermon in church, so we wanted to go and see it. We are looking for a new church anyway so it worked out.

The service was very nice, and Dad even did the children's sermon. He talked about the "Parable of the Sower", and how you have to plant seeds in a fertile heart so that they grow in there and make you a good christian and a good person, that if the seeds are planted in a heart that isn't fertilized well with attending sunday school and church then the seeds will not multiply and he brought ears of corn as examples. I thought he did a very nice job...

Then came the actual sermon for the church, I am not sure if it was just me his daughter that found his words totally moving or if the whole church thought so, but thank goodness my mother was smart enough to bring kleenex along, I have never cried like I did that day in church! Daddy, was so open and honest, he even cried when he was remembering his grandfather and the times he spent with him as a child. He talked about helping others, not to benefit yourself in anyway, but just because it is the right thing to do. He used a story about a bad snow storm we had a few years back and 2 motorists had gotten stuck in the snow and a tow truck came by and offered to help the first vehicle, and after pulling them out, my brother came along and asked the second motorist if he needed a hand and he declined saying he was going to use the tow truck, my brother asked the tow truck driver if he was charging and he replied "only $500 a piece!!" so this guy was benefitting from these poor peoples misfortune which isn't right! Daddy also talked about how people have wrong priorities in life, they need to have the biggest house and car...etc, instead of thinking about what is most important YOUR FAMILY! I realized at that very moment that everyone sitting in those pews around me is all that I need in life to be happy, and that yes we do work really hard, but we are all togther, and no, we may never be rich (in the money sense of riches) but we certainly are RICH in LOVE, and that can't be bought by any amount of money!

After the service I went up to my Dad and told him how proud I was of him and that I loved him and we stood inside that church and cried together, it was a spiritual cleansing that we both needed! Did I mention that it feels good to be back home again!