And the hits just keep on comin.....

The memorial service on Saturday for my pastor's wife was one of the most incredible events I've ever been a part of. It was truly a fitting tribute to a woman, daughter, wife, mother, grandmother, dear friend, and example to many. Joyce Kenney absolutely magnified Christ in her body both by her life and now by her death and her memorial not only honored her, it glorified her Lord. Please keep Pastor Pat in prayer as he is now facing the difficult time of things returning to normal for everyone else--while his new "normal" will at times seem to be absolutely impossible for him to adjust to. The next few days, weeks, and couple of months will be crushing. Your prayer for Pat and Joyce's kids, Noelle and Jordan, are also much appreciated.

About 2:30 a.m. on the morning of the memorial I was actually wondering if I'd be able to be a part of the service. My oldest daughter Jody had to be taken by the paramedics to a hospital near her house because of the pain and effects of a tubal pregnancy. She went in to surgery around 4:00 a.m. and by God's grace, the doctors were able to repair the damage done and keep her tube and ovary intact. She remained in the hospital until Monday afternoon and in order to make her first few days back home a little easier, Helen and I brought our five year old grandson Anthony and his almost one year old sister Kristen, back to Mesquite with us. Suffice it to say that Helen in particular is exhausted after two and a half days of riding herd on our adorable grandchildren, (I try to help in between trying to get some work done in my office in our house.) Kristen just learned to walk and you have to watch her pretty much every minute she's awake or she'll eat whatever she can fit in her mouth. Needless to say, we're not accustomed to this kind of thing anymore...and it's hard to remember that there ever was a time in our past when we did it everyday.

And then, in the wee hours of this morning, (Wednesday,) our youngest daughter Katie called and told us she had been in accident around 10:30 last night. Her and a girlfriend were returning home from a concert on Interstate 15 when a drunk driver lost control of his car, ran into two other cars, and then spun into the driver's side rear end of Katie's car! Katie and her friend and none of the other drivers sustained any injuries, only the drunk driver wound up having minor injuries that warranted a trip to the hospital, (sort of the way it should be for a change...right?) So, the first steps of the trail of dealing with our insurance company began today--a trail that I'm fairly sure will put a large portion of my patience to the test.

As always though, God's fingerprints were visible again as the "hits just kept on coming."

Because we were down in the San Diego area for the memorial service we were able to help with the grandchildren so Michael could be with Jody at the hospital and as I mentioned, bring the grandkids back to Mesquite with us. And to do that, we needed to use Michael and Jody's larger vehicle, which meant our car was at their house so that now Katie can use it while her car is in the shop.

I've seen His hand engaged in my affairs again. Any sightings of His workings in your life the past few days?