Heritage

To be honest, all of this moving

(moving my parents to their house,

getting my house cleaned and ready for my children and me,

moving out of the parsonage and cleaning and readying it for the new pastor and his wife)

is nothing short of daunting.

Twice today, I sat down on the steps of my parents' new home

and cried.

But it never fails that God provides encouragement, motivation, and sustenance 

at just the moment I feel I can't go on.

Twice today, as I was moving stuff from my house to my parents' new home,

God provided that through my coming across my father's notes he had made

and Scriptures he had written down.

Both times, those words were just what I needed to see.

What a great heritage I have in my father's witness to me - 

even when he's not aware it is happening.