it's funny how we capture bits and pieces of time and store them away in some sacred place in our hearts, like our own little built-in sanctuary for happiness and peace when we need to be reminded of our blessings.
i decided this father's day to walk into the sanctuary, that precious place in my soul, just trying to remember my earliest memory of him.
at one point in my life, i was, by all definitions, a little goody two shoes. "i would never do that," rolled off my condescending tongue so easily you couldn't not believe me, even if you tried. after all, i even believed myself.
that is, until i did that. and this. and a little more that. and pretty soon, i found myself in a desert place with a thousand "i'd never do thats" already done and more dirt on my soul than i ever expected to deal with.
"dear children, let us not love with words or tongue but with actions and in truth." 1 john 3:18
first, i want to say just how much we have enjoyed reading all of your responses to our church surveys. my heart was not only touched but changed by many of the things that you shared. thank you, thank you, thank you, a million times over, for allowing us those glimpses into your hearts. we are blessed by each and every single one of you.