A Good, A God, Day

Today has been a good day. Woke up at 8:15 this morning to get ready for church. The kids were good and got ready with out much fuss. Got to Church a few minutes late but that was fine since things start a bit late anyways. We had a wonderful discussion in Sunday School that was about renewing your mind which is part of a larger lesson on Spiritual Warfare. Seriously a fantastic life changing class.

Our youth Pastor Dayton delivered a good message. Afterward we went out to eat at Golden Coral which was really good and we had a server that was Johnny on the spot. A nice change from the norm. The kids ate a good meal with no complaints at all. We took them home and then went shopping for baby stuff. No luck with finding a crib today since they was pretty low on stock. Picked up a few needed things and headed home.

Kids played games and I played some on the computer that I finally got setup in it's new location. Right here where I'm typing this out now. I didn't notice the time till I walked up stairs and my wife told me that I was going to be late for the Sunday night service at the assisted living housing. I first didn't want to go but God was putting it on me to go. You know, if feel like you're a dirt bag if you don't do it, it's probably God telling you to do it. Not that God plays like that but if you don't listen to the first sentence the next sentence is probably conviction. Sort of look at it like this: Dory will you take out the trash please. .... Dory this trash is really starting to get in the way and I can't talk to you clearly through the mess won't you please take it out.

So I ran out the door and jumped in my truck and headed up to the old folks home arriving with about 2 minutes to spare. They sang a bunch of the songs I grew up with in Church. These were songs my parents and grandparents loved. Songs I heard them sing with reverent passion and they will always be with me. Everyone there even though many years older than most people I know were more alive than everyone I do know. It was a good time and I didn't want to leave but it was time to go.

On my way home I was listening to my HAM radio giving amateur radio broadcast news when I noticed a truck on the side of the road with it's hazards on. As I drove past I looked over and noticed a guy trying to change a tire with a tiny flash light. Changing a tire no big deal right? I felt I should turn around though and see if he needed help. I was low on gas, hungry, and had to pee pretty bad and I debated it for a second but just figured I'd be best to obey God's push once again so I made a quick U turn and headed back.

I pulled my truck into the ditch and added some extra light for him to work. Ended up that his jack was messed up but I forgot my keys at home to unlock my hi-lift jack. Good thing was his dad was about 3 miles away because he was going back home about 150 miles away. Anyways I could tell the guy was frustrated with this piece of junk factory jack that broke so I just made friendly conversation with him and his wife while we waited. Really kept the situation cool and calm. I didn't want to leave with out making sure they was going to be OK. His dad arrived about 20 minutes later with a floor jack and they managed to get the tire changed. They all thanked me for stopping to give them some light to work with. I felt good about stopping and next time I know to be better prepared for myself and hopefully help someone else.

Anyways I felt today was a good God day for me. God told me to go to the Sunday night service so I could be there to give a helping hand to that couple on the side of the road. Who knows what might have happened if I didn't stop. I left them and prayed that they would have a safe a comfortable trip home.

I know that don't seem like a fantastic post but to me it was a reward that I am great full for.