I sang Great is Thy Faithfulness at church Sunday for the special music.  I thought about saying something before singing, but then I realized that I needed all the strength I could just to get through the song, so I decided not to.  But this is what I would have said Sunday morning if I could have preached for about 15 minutes: If you don’t know, I lost my father to cancer when I was 12 years old.  Reflectively speaking, I think I’ve done pretty well for a person who grew up for the most part without a father.  Mostly because of my incredible mother.  But if you’ve ever lost someone close to you, you know it’s not something you ever really get over.  Not a day goes by that I don’t think about him, or wish he had been around for a certain moment in time, or thought about seeing him love his grandchildren. So when we stood in the choir loft on Father’s Day and heard my sweet friend sing the words to the beautiful choir anthem of that day, Worthy, Worthy is the Lamb that was slain for us,  O what wondrous love is this! We’ll sing

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