Comments: Confirmation

If it felt right to him, then it was obviously the right choice. He was led to that choice for a reason.

Posted by diamond dave at April 24, 2010 09:46 PM

Unlike me, my brother James was a very devout believer. He was a kind, compassionate man and a member of his church's prayer group. My grandson #1 could not have made a better choice.

Posted by Angus of Jura at April 24, 2010 10:15 PM

I thought so too, Dad.

Posted by bou at April 24, 2010 10:43 PM

A lovely story, Bou. I know it warms a mother's heart to see her son yield to the subtler promptings of His presence.

My family was shocked when my name was read aloud at my graduation and the name "Joan" was added. I told them that my patron saint surely helped me arrive at that place and her name belonged up on the stage as much as my own.

Posted by Joan of Argghh! at April 25, 2010 08:24 AM

And I should add, my brother James was indeed a saint. How else could he have lived with that wife of his so long?

Posted by Angus of Jura at April 25, 2010 08:35 PM

I often wondered how that came about. It just had to have seemed like a good idea at the time. Good grief.

Posted by Bou at April 25, 2010 10:18 PM