And it is days like today that remind me of the incredible blessing of my parents. My parents are active saturday goers. They like to get up and go out to breakfast and then take a road trip. Where? Well it depends. Apple picking, garage sailing, just simply driving.
I often hear my friends complaining about their parents. How they hate spending time with them. They simply don't understand them. They often complain about how their parents faith is so overwhelming.
I have never ever felt this once. I love spending time with my parents. They are far cooler than I am. And not only that but I want all of my friends to meet them and spend time with them. Because their faith is so honest and active that when you spend time with them it is refreshing. It is like entering all the wonderful aspects of Christianity, the things that our postmodern generation has forgotten about.
As a child I have never seen the Grace of God so clearly as I do in my parents. They understand the goodness of Christ's mercies.
When I called my father after he lost his job of 27 years, I said, "Dad are you freaking out?" and he said, "No, Annie I know who is in control. This is when my faith increases." Simply amazing, for a daughter to see the blinding faith of her father is wonderful. I often tell this story to my friends, and even as I type this a tear roles down my cheek because I am so thankful.
No matter what I do or do not do my parents will be there. I know this for sure.
As for my mother. Well I would have to write a novel to tell of how wonderful she is. She is beautiful beyond belief, and has no idea, but we all see it. She can make anything fun, a saturday becomes an adventure with her. And her interpretation of scripture is enlightening and fresh. It is because she is so active. She honestly is in love with the Lord. How many people do you meet like that? Few I will tell you.
Anyways I could write forever about the blessings of my parents but I am procrastinating a research paper. So all the to say, thanks mom and dad.
1 Peter 2:3 "Now that you have tasted that the Lord is good."
I often hear my friends complaining about their parents. How they hate spending time with them. They simply don't understand them. They often complain about how their parents faith is so overwhelming.
I have never ever felt this once. I love spending time with my parents. They are far cooler than I am. And not only that but I want all of my friends to meet them and spend time with them. Because their faith is so honest and active that when you spend time with them it is refreshing. It is like entering all the wonderful aspects of Christianity, the things that our postmodern generation has forgotten about.
As a child I have never seen the Grace of God so clearly as I do in my parents. They understand the goodness of Christ's mercies.
When I called my father after he lost his job of 27 years, I said, "Dad are you freaking out?" and he said, "No, Annie I know who is in control. This is when my faith increases." Simply amazing, for a daughter to see the blinding faith of her father is wonderful. I often tell this story to my friends, and even as I type this a tear roles down my cheek because I am so thankful.
No matter what I do or do not do my parents will be there. I know this for sure.
As for my mother. Well I would have to write a novel to tell of how wonderful she is. She is beautiful beyond belief, and has no idea, but we all see it. She can make anything fun, a saturday becomes an adventure with her. And her interpretation of scripture is enlightening and fresh. It is because she is so active. She honestly is in love with the Lord. How many people do you meet like that? Few I will tell you.
Anyways I could write forever about the blessings of my parents but I am procrastinating a research paper. So all the to say, thanks mom and dad.
1 Peter 2:3 "Now that you have tasted that the Lord is good."
