Just turned sixty years old. My wife pulled a bunch of tricks on me in order to accomplish a surprise party (I’ll plan to tell you about some of that another time)…but I still wasn’t surprised that I turned sixty. It came on the appointed date. My birthday really was full of blessings…greetings…gifts…time with dear ones. I am grateful for each one.
The one that really knocked me off center was going to the airport, ostensibly to pick up my daughter and two grandkids, and finding there, instead, my friend Rex Boyles, who made that long journey, sacrificed time and expense, to help me usher in old age. I can’t tell you what that meant to me…and what a joy for us to be together again for a couple of days.
I’m mainly writing this little note to let you know that Vicki and I are off today to visit our California girls, Remi and Rilyn. You see…they are missing their Poppa something fierce. And if I don’t get to see them every so often, they get a little disoriented (or is that me). Anyway…won’t be blogging for about a week. Wouldn’t mind if you offered up a prayer for us. I love you folks. I am blessed to know you. I hope you feel His presence and His pleasure in your life this week.