STILL GOING...

Well the end of August has come and gone and Grace and I have officially been married for a year and a half. We are still going strong. I love her more today than I did and I am certain that she would say the same about me, although I don't know why sometimes. She is an excellent partner, helpmeet, Christian, and pastor's wife. I told the church here in Farmville, NC when we arrived that there would never be anything more important than her. I constantly reinforce that and remind them and her of that fact too. I will always endeavor to take up for her and take care of her before anyone else. So many men in the ministry put other things first or simply loose sight of the fact the their family is their first ministry and first priority. God forbid that I should ever reach that point. The world can literally die and go to hell before I let my family do so. That is meaning of course not that I can save them, but that my life, testimony, time and attention needs to be directed towards their assurance of heaven before I help others to know so. Obviously this does not neglect my attention to soul-winning in regards to others, it is simply a statement about priority. It is possible to have a good family, to be a good partner in marriage, and and love God yourself while at the same time still seeking the salvation of others. Grace and I have a saying in our bedroom that says, "Always kiss me goodnight."  and I will always try and make that a habit!

Splat!!!

Honey where is our watermelon??? This was the question that I posed to Grace upon arriving home from church a few Sunday's ago. It might seem unable to be grasped with this little bit of text so let me give you the background...

One of our men at the church, Leroy Smith, gave us a watermelon after the Sunday morning service. I went outside to get the watermelon from his truck and to tell him goodbye. Next, I carried the watermelon over to my car to place it in the trunk. But, my car keys were still inside the church in my office. I have a routine on church days to take my keys, phone and wallet out of my pockets and lock them up in my office until Grace and I leave. Well on this occasion, I had not grabbed my stuff yet and so I had to run back inside the church to get my keys. I sat the watermelon on the ground by my trunk not wanting to take the chance of scratching my paint of the car with the watermelon. Upon going back into the church, everyone had left but me and Grace so we went ahead and locked up everything and turned off all the lights. When I went back to my car I had taken other items with me and my hands were full. I placed those items in the backseat, got in the car, and drove home. When I got home I then remembered the watermelon asking the question above.  So, of course,  Grace and I rode back over to the church. And there it was, lying in the parking lot, a little busted but overall ok. I never heard it or felt it  but I guess we ran over it slightly. LOL! We brought it home, washed it off, and cut it up and "wholla!!" good as new.