My mother was in church on Sunday...at the church I, pastor. I mean, she has been in church every Sunday for a hundred years, but on this Sunday she was at Grace Fellowship Church in Jackson, California. She came with my sister, Diane, which made it an even more special treat for me.
My twin brother, Dennis, pastors the church in Sotckton where my mother lives and where she faithfully attends each Sunday. My father was the founding pastor of the church, now fifty years old. Even though it has changed faces, locations--and even denominations--it is till the church begun in the frontroom of our home in 1956.
My fatrher has been gone for eighteen years but my mother has remained the steadying influence in the church so she is there every Sunday.
That is why it was such a blessing to have her with us on Sunday. She had faithfully prayed for the building of our church facility and I wanted her to see it, and to worship with us in it.
It happened on Sunday.
I was glad my mom was there.
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mothers are very speical people. I know the comfort that a mothers presence can give. Im glad that you got to share something you love and have worked on so hard with yours.
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