Birthdays and Other Assorted Miracles

It was just the other day...

January 8th is a special day for me. No, it's not my birthday or anniversary or anything. Nope. It really has very little to do with me beyond giving me an excuse to go shopping at Fry's or Home Depot. You see, January 8th is my Dad's birthday.

This particular 8th of January fell on a Sunday this year, which means that our family went to church before the commencement of the birthday festivities, to which we will come in a moment. As it happened, Sunday School's topic of discussion revolved around the concept that G-d was not only our creator, but also our Heavenly Father, and has been referred to as Abba Father, or, more properly, Daddy.

Now, I remember when I used to call my earthly father "daddy". This was later shortened to "Dad" about the time my dad shortened "Brian" (me) to "Bud", his nickname for me. For a time, I let others call me Bud as well, but as I grew older, I found that I preferred that "Bud" should be reserved only for my Dad.

So now, here I was listening to the Sunday teacher describing how many in the Bible also referred to G-d as Daddy or Dad.

Funny old language, English.

Well, a few hours later, the time came to celebrate my earthly Dad's
75th(!) birthday. As it usually happens when G-d takes things in hand, we found ourselves at a gathering of believers who were holding an open forum type of discussion at a local coffee house. It seems that my dad had heard from my Heavenly Dad regarding this group, and that he should go that night to fellowship with them.

Cool.

Suddenly, this computer accessory that I had got him kinda faded into the background as G-d let my father reach out to these folks. And, as an added bonus, G-d let me minister to these people as well.

When the night was done and we had returned home, there was a twinkle in my Daddy's eyes that filled me great joy.

G-d is Good!