My Dad Was in Church Today!

Last Sunday I had my first outing since coming home from the hospital.  It was to go to church.  I was glad to be in church.  I found myself singing the hymns, reciting the Creed, listening to the sermon all a bit differently; changed by recent experiences.

At some point in this corporate worship experience on the first day of the week, when Christ rose from the dead and the first since Dad died, tears began to flow as I found myself captured by a deeply moving and profoundly joyful thought . . . my Dad was in church today too!

Joyful heart water leaked out of my eyes and heart as I thought about Dad being being known and loved by a lot of people who now finally “got it all right.”  He is singing with his wonderful voice at the top of his lungs, the “song of the redeemed.”  There is no trace of performance for this opera singer, just pure, unadulterated worship.  He is enjoying a quality of relationship with his God and Savior and the family of God that is perfect and overwhelms him with endless delight.  I’m so glad my Dad is in “church” today.  I’m so happy knowing he finally couldn’t be happier!

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Less than 2 weeks later Mom left behind Alzheimer's and this life to be "in her right mind" and join that worship service with her husband.  More thoughts to come...