We've have been going like crazy the last couple of weeks.
My dear hubby and I were ready to kick back and have a nice quiet weekend at home.
However a dear sister J had a stroke. In church on Wednesday dear sister T testified about how much Sis J had been a help to her many times. It pressed on my mind to offer to drive her to see Sis J.
I asked my dear hubby and he said yes.
We went and were blessed beyond measure.
I had many good visits with dear brethern, some I hadn't visited in years. Sis T and I were able to spend the night with Sis J which was a help to her family.
On the way to church, (an hour late) Sis T and I had a good visit. When we walked in Bro M was up preaching about the exact thing that we had been discussing.
Words cannot begin to explain the wonder working of God.
After church, more visiting, with brethern, and dinner we headed home. When the ride had gotten a little monotonous my dear hubby started singing. One by one we joined in. In a little bit my son, in the middle seat with me, started a song. I rejoiced in the songs we sang with him as I thought, "It would be nice if daughter S in the back seat would start a song."
After a few more songs, very quietly daughter S started a song. When I listened carefully to hear what song it was and got Dad to start it....Wow. She was a-glow with pride and happiness that we had decided to sing the song she had so meekly been singing the herself.
I was more rested from this trip than all the previous ones.
We had went to try and be a comfort and came away much richer.
The Faith is still the same, God is still the same. And I'm glad that he has chosen me.
