A Fair Day

We went to the Kansas State Fair today. It was fun. It was a nice change of pace. It was tiring. 

I enjoyed just being out of town, away from the usual daily grind, being with my family. 

The weather had been very wet the last several days, then today, praise the Lord, it was absolutely beautiful. The temperature was perfect; the sun was shining. 

The parking lot was, however, a muddy mess. The wheels spun as they do in snow and slush. Our shoes got dirty. That's OK. It was a day spent with folks who get their shoes dirty every day. 

Importantly, Michelle spent 5 hours doing hand painting at the CEF booth, telling young 'uns about the love of Jesus via the colors. It was amazing; they painted 99 kids. Ninety-nine kids who maybe got a little closer to the Kingdom. Ninety-nine kids who were touched by Michelle and faithful disciples like her. Nothing flashy, nothing dramatic. Just faithful obedience to the King. 

A Stirring in my Soul

Thursday, September 11, I was driving to choir rehearsal in the early afternoon. I was listening to the radio when I suddenly started to tear up (cry). I even had to go into the bathroom at the church to get my composure before I went to the choir rehearsal. 

Where did that come from? The person on the radio was commenting on the story of the folks in the plane over Pennsylvania who jumped the highjackers. 

The part that made me tear up was when they recalled the conversation between Todd Beamer and the GTE operator. He was speaking to her, reciting the Lord's prayer I believe, then the last thing she heard was "Let's roll." 

Why did this cause me to be emotional? I think it harkens to a deep longing within me and most males. It is a deep longing in my soul to be strong, to be protective, even to be willing to die for "the cause" whatever that may be -- one's wife, one's family, other people, even ... one's country. In a sense, to be like Christ.