It’s always humbling to be at the receiving end of so many prayers. Just thirty hours after my accident with the garage door, God restored my fingers enough to go through with Sunday evening’s concert. The fingers were still a little sensitive and weak. But He made up the difference as He always does.
“My grace is all you need, for my power is greatest when you are weak.”
II Corinthians 12:9
In the end, it was a warm family time together with the church. Formality was out, and the joy was in sharing our imperfect lives and gifts in the fellowship of the Spirit. Thanks for the prayers! Tomorrow (Wednesday), I head home to Maryland for a week or so. Hope we get some snow.