Isn't it funny how we all have our "very own pew" at church and that's where we insist on sitting every service? I have sat with my parents for as long as I can remember. During my teen years I thought I was too cool to sit with them, but that eventually changed and I reclaimed my seat right next to them. Andy thinks that he MUST sit right between his Grangran and Grandad! It's not even up for discussion! :)
Well, today, I sat behind Mom and Dad. (We had service at the Rec Building since it was retreat weekend and our seating arrangements were a little off.) We had an amazing service both last night and this morning and the power of God was evident. Sitting behind my mother I could see her hand raised high in the air praising our great YHWH YHWSH. Precious memories - that's all I have to say.
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