As awesome as Sundays usually are... Mondays are at the other end of the spectrum. It is usually a play day and that part is great! But the checking out of hotels can be challenging with my bunch. Everyone getting cleaned up, making sure the boys are all packed up, and paying for room damages (just kidding), are all part of the routine. Then I call downstairs and plead the front desk for a late check-out. Then like I said earlier, it is usually play time! All we have on today's agenda is check out of hotel, meet pastor and family for lunch, meet with Uncle Jimmy's relatives before taking Kim to the airport for her flight back home.
The boys and I plan on hanging out in the Smokies, singing Ronnie Milsap songs, and spending money we really don't have on rides, putt putt, go-carts, and other amusements the Pigeon Forge/Gatlinburg area has to offer. Spencer is "leaving the tour" Thursday night. (That sounds like it should be in a gossip magazine, all except, no one really cares, and it wouldn't sell very many copies.) Anyway, he is trading in his music career for the gridiron. He plays Pop Warner football in the fall and practices begin August 1st. Spencer likes to compare himself to Shaquille O'Neal, part musician/rapper, part athelete, and part Superman. All of this means I'd better stop blogging and start packing my bag. Happy Monday to all!
Wouldn't you know it, as we were leaving the hotel and heading to lunch, the passenger door to the motorhome flung open! Apparently, Ford thinks I am made of money and they want to do me harm today. The pastor called a local mechanic who thinks he can repair the inside latch mechanism (do I sound like I know what I'm talking about?) by the end of the day. Problem is though, Kim 's flight is at 7:30 tonight and we've got to get her to the airport in plenty of time. When it rains, it pours. Honestly, I can't complain. God has been very good to us this summer, and He has kept his hand of protection on us. For that, I am most thankful. I've learned a long time ago, not to question why things happen or don't happen in our lives. It is all for a reason.
You won't believe this! The owner of the garage repaired the door latch free of charge! And he shared his life's story with me as he did the work. We had a wonderful discussion about God's grace and mercy. I couldn't help but notice how quietly my boys sat and listened to this man share of his addiction to pain killers, and how that almost ruined his life. Of how he was facing serious jail time, and about to lose his family in the process. He told me all I owed him was a prayer. I assured him I could do that for sure. After signing a couple of CDs for him, I gave them to him and encouraged him to allow the songs to speak to his life. I told the boys afterward that "the song" is only the vehicle God uses to reach the hearts of mankind. There must be more than just another pretty song. We should sing about the life-changing power of God, and His unwavering and unconditional love for us. They've finally caught on... that this summer isn't about singing and playing. It is about people. We are in the people busines. I pray we never forget that. I hope we never become so exalted that we forget about others... those who God places in our paths. Reaching people with the gospel of Christ is what life is all about. It has been a wonderful start to what I hope is a wonderful week. Now, hopefully tomorrow will be our play day!
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