Sunday Was Precious

Sunday morning I was blessed to dedicate twin babies to the Lord....

The parents were proud yet stressed as they were learning how to get two kids dressed and to church....

The boy and girl were dressed alike and were so.....

Precious......

Sunday afternoon I was blessed to stand with my arm around an 82 year old widow as she wept....

Wept at the casket of her preacher husband of 62 years....

She repeated over and over again how much she loved him....

Precious in the sight of God is the death of his saints......

Precious.....

Sunday night I was able to pray with a young soldier boy on leave from his service in Iraq.....

Tears ran down his face as he was renewed in the Holy Ghost....

Renewed for the first time since he rebelliously ran off and enlisted....

But renewed none the less....

I rejoiced as his momma and daddy held his hands and he rejoiced in the presence of the Lord.....

Ps 49:8 For the redemption of their soul is precious........

Precious......

In one day....

A new commitment of parents....

A commitment of a preacher man back to the dust....

A recommitment of a soldier boy......

Heaven rejoiced....

So did I....

We thought the twins were precious....

God thought the death of the old preacher man was precious....

The Word said the soldier boy's renewal was precious.....

Now I know all you raging hormone type A personality dominant male types will take glee in kicking me around for the use of this word..........

But look at how God views the above events................

Precious......

Blessings.....

rks