After I got a comment similar to Zach's from my mom when I was bragging to her about Zoe, it got me thinking. When I was entering middle school I chose to follow my sister's footsteps and elect to be in band. Like my sister I chose to play the flute. Mom immediately enrolled my sister and me in private flute lessons. Instead of the normal recital,s our instructor had us play before the service began at church. I made it through only because we were able to "hide" a little in the alcove of the sanctuary while we played.
The church she had us play in was the church we sometimes attended. Most Sundays that we went Mom would take us to Sunday School and then we would leave before worship. When we did attend worship we would sit in the balcony away from the rest of the congregation. I remember waking up many Sunday mornings hoping that Mom wouldn't want to go. I hated going.
On the day of one of these recitals my Dad came to listen. I remember this being one of the only times I had seen my Dad in church. It was after this service that my Dad decided our family was going to be regular attenders. NOOOOOOOO! After my sister and I objected vehemently about having to attend this church, my parents made a choice to attend another, smaller church in town and we were promptly baptized and joined the church as a family. We've come a long way since then.
As I was reflecting over this story I was struck with the idea of how different life would be if my dad hadn't come to listen to the flute performance. It's obvious that God had been working in my Dad though I have no idea how. It reminds me of that song "It only takes a spark, to get a fire going."
My Dad is one of the most amazing Christian men I have ever met. I know that he has touched so many hearts, by his actions and his words. He is a man that so many others can look up to and respect.
My kids are very blessed to have this man as their "Riley." No man has loved his grandkids more and it's so evident in every action and every moment he gives them. Dad never hesitates to get down on the floor and put a puzzle together with them or to give them a boost into the tree outside. Acts of love that they will carry with them their entire lives.
We are all blessed to have him in our lives and I know that he will continue to be one that my family and other will look to for guidance.
Thank God for flute lessons!
Riley listens to Noah.
Zoe loves Riley cuddle time.