Random "everyday" stuff (not to be confused with 'stuff.every.day')... on life, faith, and... survival(?)
Today is the last Sunday I'll hear my dad preach for three months. I've known this for a while and have been nothing but excited for him and mom to get a break and also to get three months of the guy who's going to fill in while he's gone. But, last night as I laid in bed praying for my parents and our church, I was not prepared for how sad I got. And this morning it didn't go away. Getting to be a preachers daughter is a really special thing and I'm going to miss seeing my dad in that role this summer. Anyways, if I had a diary I would write this there but I don't. :)
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