Joy from the simple things . . . We drove to Iowa Friday night to celebrate an early Christmas with Dad, coming back late last night, happy, content and tired. No one set alarms for this morning.
When Sam and I woke up, we looked at the clock, looked at kickoff time and decided we had time to visit our "old" church while the kids slept in. And that is where even more joy came in . . .
Imagine seeing the delight in the worship leader's eyes when she saw us there and waved at us while leading worship. What fun to catch up with her after!
The joy of worshiping with our neighbors and catching up with old friends and making new friends . . .
And most of all, the joy of seeing our daughter's youth pastor kneeling on the cold cement floor, pouring out his heart to God Almighty! How we love him and his humility!
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