Memories Shared

Here is a story from a friend who wanted to share a memory with me about my dad. I think I will put it on my blog so if Satan ever does try to tell him he isn't being faithful to his calling or that God can't use him, or that he never was a help or blessing to anybody, he can come back here and read this as often as he needs to. Just so you know, my dad has  never told me how he feels or if he struggles with these things I just felt like blogging or saying these things to him. I have tried so many times to find words to tell him goodbye in case I never seen him again that I would end up putting them in a card before his surgeries....enough Goodbyes, today it's Happy Birthday!!! ;)


Hi Jamie,
I just read your blog about your dad and wanted to tell you how it touched my heart. He certainly is a very caring, compassionate person who will always hold a special place in mine and my husband's heart. He preached at our church the night my husband got saved. My husband had been under conviction for a while but was just really fighting it. He and I had a big discussion one Sunday afternoon and he said he just wasn't sure about things. He told me that he needed to hear that the way he was feeling in his gut was actually God speaking to him and that God really loved him. He also said he needed to know that even though he was a good moral guy that worked hard and didn't do "sinful" things that he was still a sinner.
Your mom and dad just happen to come to our church that night just to visit and The Pastor asked him to preach. He graciously accepted the invitation and proceeded to give us what God had laid on his heart. As he began to preach that night I had no doubt that he had been sent by God to let my husband know that he was was certainly loved by God and needed to be saved. Everything that my husband said to me that afternoon, your dad allowed God to use him to say those exact, almost word for word, things that my husband himself had said. my husband never hesitated that night to go to he alter and God wonderfully saved him. That was April 12, 1992, the day my home became a Christian home! I am so very thankful that while your dad had no idea that there was a soul in the balance he accepted the invitation and preached what God had anointed him with. He couldn't have had any idea what my husband was going through but God did.
I truly appreciate the life that your parents have lived before God all these years and I just wanted to share it with you.