Life...

Isn't that just like life?  When you get on a roll....well, sort of a roll, anyway...then something comes along that knocks you off track.  Tho', this time I don't think I really got knocked off track.  Instead, I think I paid attention to the things that matter more than posting a daily photo on the blog or keeping up with what everyone else is doing.  You see, I was spending time and energy on things that really matter....my dad, for one!  Dad is 91 years old and has served the Lord faithfully for most of his life.  Now as he approaches the end of his time here on earth (and God is the only one who knows the time of his passing), I want to be there by his bedside whenever I can....it's the least I can do. 

So when a few days....or longer...pass without any posts from me, understand that I am taking the time needed to let a warrior of the faith know that he is still important, that he is loved and appreciated.

Last week when Mr. Man (aka my hubby) and I were talking with him as he was preparing to move from hospice to another nursing home, we were telling him the latest on our deer sightings at the back of our lot.  Mr. Man had spotted the doe (a frequent visitor....enjoying all those apples falling from our trees), and all of a sudden he blurts out, "There's a dog chasing her!"  It didn't take me but a few seconds to realize, that, no, it wasn't a dog....it was a FAWN!  When we shared that with Dad, he gave a huge smile and tried to laugh.  THAT made my day....knowing that we could bring even the smallest bit of light and life to his world in a not-so-easy situation.  

Sometimes I know that I try so hard to do everything right (ouch!), to get everything right...but often, it is the little things, the little moments that make a difference in someone's life...not the extensive preparations for a get-together, or the effort that goes into the perfect meal, or the stylishly decorated home but rather the touch of a hand, the hospitality of a loved one or friend, the kind word or even the understanding look of someone who cares what you are going through. 

I know that Dad and his ministry have touched countless lives through the years, but probably none more than those closest to him.....I am humbled by the legacy of faith that he has passed down through the generations and feel blessed to have had him in my life.  Thank you, Dad.....I love you!

Maybe tomorrow will lend itself to more blogging, but all things in God's timing!  In the meantime, remember....it's the little things.....