Blessings Department (Humble Department, too)

Sometimes—when you least expect it—the Lord smiles upon you more than you can ever imagine.

We went to Arizona a couple of months ago and spent one night with best friends from long, long ago. Imagine our surprise to randomly pick an old, well-used Bible off one of their bookcases and find this prize.

“Yep,” Gary said, “That was my very first Bible.”

It says "New Birth - Jan 4, 1970
Presented to Gary W. Elliott
By Gloria and Paul
Nichols
Date January 17, 1970"

Dreaming Department

Union Station is over in The Big City. The huge, beautiful lobby has a model railroad display every Christmas season, starting about now. My First Wife and I went there today, not to see all the trains (there must be 75 of them; different sizes), but for other business. At the last second I decided to carry my camera in.



Then at the other last second I shot this photo. I don't know who that boy is, but it could have been me when I was his size. I know exactly what he is dreaming.

Blast from the Past Department

Look what I bought today!



How 'bout that?!

Memories Department

I have two fantastic memories that will endure with me forever.

At the beginning of President Reagan's first term, my brother and my dad passed away 10 days apart, and I had to fly from Washington to Arizona for the two funerals. Whew, was I ever tired after that second trip. I was so upset and exhausted that I cried like a baby when My First Wife and our grade-school kids met me at the airport. It was late at night, but there they all were; waiting with hugs and kisses all around. After a few moments I opened my hand and found a little red medallion that said, "World's Greatest Dad." What little hand put that treasure into mine? I don't want to know. My kids gave it to me and I still have it.

Then when our home burned down a few years ago, our 7 year old grandson went to his bedroom and got $11 out of his bank and gave it to us. I know I shouldn't have taken it, but his heart was so beautiful and he wanted to help so much and he felt so bad for us... But then he felt so good that he could help.

If I live forever, I'll always remember these moments. If Jesus comes to get me, then I'll just get to see instant replays as often as I want.

What about you? You have moments that are sweeter than honey?