This past Sunday night, my youngest son, Jonathan, was baptized. The heater in the baptistry was not working, but he didn't care - he wanted to get baptized. He sure was shivering when he came out of the water!
When we were expecting our first child, a man in our chuch came up to us and gave us a minivan.
When Elizabeth got hit by a deer and knocked that van out of commission, a man from our church came up to us and gave us a minivan.
When a man in our chuch decided he no longer needed his minivan, he came up to us and gave us a minivan.
We have always been a 1 vehicle family - it is going to be odd to see 2 vans in the driveway now.