It was a "grand" day at church yesterday. Why? Well, for one thing, it was a fairly intimate gathering of mostly local folks. The familiarity breeds … no, not contempt in this case. In the case of the church, familiarity breeds love and an intensity of intimacy. That’s church. The other reason? All ten of our grandchildren were in attendance. Cailyn sang in the praise team, and Caleb even stepped in to run the camera. What can I say? Chris was happy.
After
a lunch of two different roast beasts, we opened gifts all around. Cailyn told me that mine would be “weird,
even for your kind of weird, DadDad.” I
was … sufficiently intrigued. And when it
came my turn, I was indeed in for a surprise.
The three families had coordinated gifts for old DadDad. First, I opened a turntable. You know, the kind that plays actual records.
Pretty awesome. But it got better. Next came a whole host of LP’s. Yep, not CD’s or DVD’s. Actual records they somehow retrieved. And the list was nothing short of …
eclectic. Everything from The Beach Boys
to Gospel hits to Exercise with Jane Fonda.
Can’t wait to try them out. Well,
not so much that last one …
Uncle
Josh and Uncle Nathan then disappeared with the older kids for a round of air
soft battles. They found a suitable site
and let loose. Sounds like they had a
really fun time, although the attack of the monstro-mosquitoes really
distracted them. Meanwhile the younger
crew played some games at the wii. The ladies
chatted at the table. I dozed off and on
while watching a football game. Sorry,
no idea who was playing. Guess I was
more on than off on the dozing. Kel ate
pudding pie.
Last
night we watched the football game in Green Bay. Not because we particularly cared about the teams
playing. It’s just fun … to watch (not
actually play) … on TV (NOT in person). Actually, it really is fun to see them attempt
to play football in the snow. It was
even more fun when I got a Facebook message from my friend Gary. He just happened to be visiting his son who
lives in Green Bay just around the corner from the football field. He acknowledged that it was a bit chilly
outside up there. I assured him that it was
chilly here, too. 65 degrees. Coat weather …
Psalms
34:4 says, “I sought the Lord and he answered me; he delivered me from all
my fears.”
Father,
thank you for our Sunday morning church with all the grandkids there. Keep drawing them all close to you. Amen.
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