My Grace is Sufficient

Never underestimate the influence of a granddaughter!

The Hunleys had gone out to eat for Anna’s birthday on Saturday night, and hadn’t planned on going out to eat again on Sunday. That meant Grandma and I could go to MCL! But then, while bemoaning the fact that we would have to eat alone, Grace mentioned she needed to go to town for a few things. As long as we would change the location of dinner, she would be happy to go with us. We were glad to exchange our Jack Benny Roast Beef for time alone with Grace.

After dinner we went shopping. I’m not sure how she planned on shopping without any money, but we were glad to pay for a few things. I just didn’t realize how much it would end up costing me.

In the midst of engaging dinner conversation, Grace started talking about going back to Mexico to build another house. Then she asked the $500 times two question: “Why aren’t you going Grandpa?”

My immediate response was that I had been on ten mission trips to Jamaica, and that I was now too old to go. She reminded me that Judy was older when she went, and continued to counter my every reason not to go. She even assured me that sleeping on the floor of a church was comfortable with an air mattress, and that I’d be so tired I’d go right to sleep anyway. I eventually said I’d think about it, and the more I thought about it, the more my reasons for not going vanished.

Two years ago I really didn’t feel that I had the strength to go. My lack of endurance had been made evident on a family trip to Disney World, and I thought it was just because I was getting older. Now, however, I know at least some of it was because of Afib. Since that has been successfully addressed, I’m in better shape now than I was then. And I didn’t take the CPAP with me to Europe, so I guess another week without it won’t hurt.

When the Apostle Paul complained about physical limitations he was told, “My grace is sufficient.” It looks like my Grace is sufficient as well.

Marilyn and I are now planning to join the crew going to Mexico to build a house in June. If you want to make it easier for an old preacher, there is still room for more workers.

God Bless, Rick