
I really miss my Dad sometimes. This is one of those times. My Dad was a really neat guy, he was funny, intelligent, loving, moody, tempremental, nostalgic, and bald! He could be my best friend and sometimes he was the perfect nemesis. He could make me feel like the most special girl in the world and sometimes just tick me off! But we were always ok, and the world was ok. I sometimes hold back saying this because I some how feel like it has been my responsibility to guard the hearts of everyone but myself, but I miss him so much.
I would give anything to talk to him. I want to be able to tell him what is going on in mine and Sid's life. I want to hear his wisdom and encouragement, not matter how bad it may hurt him, that going to Texas and following God's leading is the only way, and that God will provide our needs and never dessert us. Don't get me wrong...I know all of those things, because he raised me that way. I just want to hear the sound of his voice saying it.
Sorry if this post seems sad, but the reality of life is sometimes we are. My loving wonderful husband has been helping see that feeling the things I want to push deep down inside my heart is ok. Here is something he wrote once that I did enjoy this morning:
I Like Ministerial Students
I like ministerial students. There is something exciting about students who have grasped great truths for the first time. Their enthusiasm is catching.
Ministerial students know the value of studying church history. They read Augustine, Luther, Calvin and Zwingli. They find inspiration as they meet these great men through their writings.
These students study Baptist history also. They know the importance of our history. Test your skills as you ask them about Keach, Bunyan, Gill, Fuller or Carey.
Ministerial students have the fire of evangelism in them. They know that Jesus Christ is the answer to the world’s problems and they want to let the whole world know. They have not given up on lost souls being saved.
Ministerial students love to preach. They are usually good preachers. They still realize their sermons must be bathed in prayer. They may not be polished speakers, but they can be powerful in their messages.
Ministerial students pray. Their prayers are sincere and fervent. They have not gotten beyond dependence on prayer. They are not so self-assured that they feel they can go it alone.
So study and pray and preach, young man. Don’t be hindered in your conquest for the Lord by us older fellows who have grown cynical and cold from battles fought and lost.
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