There Must Be Something Wrong With Me..
…because tomorrow morning I am to fly to Tulsa to hook up with my son, Doug, Jr., in order to help him (that’s right…I said to help him) drive a U-haul truck from there to Bakersfield, CA where he and my daughter-in-law, Kelly, and my NEWEST GRANDDAUGHTER, REMI are moving to live. I’m not entirely sure how I agreed to move my granddaughter farther away from her Poppa O. Vicki has already shed a few tears over this prospect. But I’m too tough for that (sob).
Anyway…if you folks happen to remember, we wouldn’t mind a bit if you would please speak a word for us to Father God as we make this trip. I am scheduled to return to Ohio on Tuesday, December 18th. (I will miss blogging with you all.)
Now you and I both know that some good-byes are a blessing, aren’t they? Don’t you think Jacob felt that way when he left his father-in-law, Laban? But I mostly hate good-byes! I am already thinking about how I will feel when I say good-bye to my kids (and my granddaughter) at the airport in Burbank. I’m not looking forward to it. Vicki and I have been saying good-bye to our son, Doug ever since his high school graduation. I’ll never forget the sight of him in the rear-view mirror of our car as we left him in Lubbock to begin his adventures in missions, nor the mood inside our vehicle as his younger sister and brother realized how much they would miss him. We said good-bye to him again as he journeyed to Mexico City with his AIM team. We said good-bye again as he moved to Oklahoma to become a youth minister. Now we are saying good-bye again. But I am glad for the reasons for every good-bye. Behind every good-bye was a journey for God. Our son has always made his moves with a clear eye on God’s will for his life. This move is no different. Even though we have been awfully lonely at times, we have always believed that there is a better place for our beloved than near us…and that is, wherever they need to be to best serve Father God. We believe that still.
Didn’t someone once say, If we have only hoped in Christ in this life, we are of all men most pitiable? We have hope in Jesus that is good for this life and the next. There will be plenty of time for catching up on all the things we missed for a while here.
I love you folks. But my Father thinks the Cross of you! Do not despise the riches of His kindness, forbearance and patience. I know you won’t!