Not long ago, I saw an article about a fellow ministry family getting ready to move across the ocean to begin a new chapter in their ministry. How funny that this would show up today of all days, as we are preparing for a trip home to see my dad’s family for a reunion. I grew up in a tight-knit family. We saw each other often, but it's been 15 years since I have seen most of them. Children have grown up, aunts and uncles have gone to their heavenly home and some are declining in health. Life in ministry is a two edged sword: very rewarding as well as very much a struggle.
Maybe these thoughts are in my head after the call I received on Father's day weekend, that my dad had fallen down the stairs and they were on their way to the hospital. Thank you, God, for only
