Sunday
A friend of mine preached his last sermon at a church he had been sr. pastor of for 17 years. It was pretty emotional, but there was a strong exhortation at the end to hold onto truth, listen to authority and pass the faith on to the next generation.
Then we ran errands in the afternoon. A Starbucks on Seymour has a manager whose name is Asha - Asha is my sister's name. I asked the barista if the manager was in and that my sister shared the same name. She said - she's in - do you want to talk to her?
I said, no - what would I say? Nice name?
Came back - prepped for tonight. Tonight was one of the best services we have had. I really felt the Spirit in worship and as I preached. God is so good - He never lets us down.
Waiting for my folks to come over right now - it's 10:30 PM and I am bagged. My dad was speaking at a conference in Surrey. They leave tomorrow night, so we get a short period of time with them tomorrow.
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