So, when my family went down to Virginia we went to church- of course!
Going to church made my Birthday all the better (my birthday happened to be the day after Thanksgiving).
But I’m not blogging about my Birthday. I’m blogging about the fact that everyone who was at church was literally related to me- from the pulpit to the door.
At the church I attend in New York, everyone is not related to me; so going to church in Virginia and worshiping with family only seemed like a once in a life time experience.
In this picture is my family and all who attended service that night.
Oh, and before I end, to top off having a good birthday, the preacher- my cousin, preached a message using Isaiah 40 which is the exact scripture I’ve been dwelling on since the summer.
Isn’t Jesus good?