This morning during district assembly, one of our general superintendents, Paul Cunningham, talked about the God of the impossible. He asked those who needed God to work what seems like an impossible miracle to pray at College Church's altars/ kneelers, a place where thousands upon thousands of people have prayed to the God of the impossible. I didn't really know how to pray, but I asked God to let Erin and I become parents.
When I was driving home late tonight, I saw a dad walking with his 3 year old son in front of Gardner's town hall. It hurt my heart, I wondered (even cried out to God) "will that ever be me?"