Holy Days

Well after an emergency appendectomy (I think all appendectomies are emergencies), a week in the hospital (4 days makes a week), and recovering right up to Christmas day, I have decided that these are holy days. I was able to see the Lord use me in the lives of people around me at the hospital, and I was blessed by so many while I was there. (although Mary had to tell me to stop talking about things – something about pain killers and my inability to discern between inappropriate, private, and funny) So then, I get home and see, once again, the faithfulness of God in other people using their gifts (20+ little angels singing in a Christmas musical that Sunday, complete with costumes and scenery) Our guest worship leaders, Terry and Kim Szalai (again the faithfulness of God), were a great blessing with Terry sharing a devotional on the peace of God – awesome – and their daughter Selah finding her way into the heavenly scene of angels, costume and all. God is good. Holy days.

I guess I’m still amazed that God uses me for His purposes. My time in the Word of God has been sweet. I love hearing from Him and being able to share that with others, and He’s used me to do that as I shuffled along to recovery. So then, caroling, great family time, wonderful handpicked and handmade gifts, lots of calorie laden chocolate with 24-karat gold sprinkles (?), Darrell and the group down in Mexico, looking forward to Roby Duke on New Year’s Eve in Napa, the San Francisco outreach… Holy days.