Grace!

I went home sick yesterday, and I stayed home today. I didn't feel well, AT ALL. I was actually feeling pretty sorry for myself, not because I was sick but because I missed Fuel. I can't even explain to you how much I love being a part of it.

You know why the kids come? Because they love God, and they are loved at Fuel. They may be loved no other place in their lives, but we love them at Fuel.

I felt much better after sleeping A TON in the last couple of days. I went to Phyllis's concert at RHS tonight, the middle school sang at the high school with a bunch of other groups. There are not many things I love more than to hear my daughter sing. So much so that I cry almost the whole time she sings (and she then is blurry the whole time). I think I cried through the whole thing tonight, oh, and when they sang that last song "Irish blessing" (see below), it was water works. Next time there is a drought, just have the kids sing that song, I could solve it all by myself.

It got me thinking about how blessed I am to have Grace. How my wrong choices were made good by God. How as parents, it's not something we have to do to run our kids here and there, while tiring, it is a complete blessing. Whether it's singing, or football, or dance, or karate, or WHATEVER, to have healthy kids who can do what they love and to be a part of it is a complete blessing.

I'm so thankful for my daughter, I can't put it into words, but boy, can I put it into tears.

Irish Blessing (imagine 200 angels singing it)
May the road rise up to meet you.

May the wind always be at your back.

May the sun shine warm upon your face,

and rains fall soft upon your fields.

And until we meet again,

May God hold you in the palm of His hand.