The Summer of Dad

Sometimes we have to change a tire on the way to work. To compound the frustration, it might be raining cats & dogs. We finally get to work soggy and frustrated, only to find out that an accident sending some to the hospital occurred at the exact time and on the same road you would have taken if not for the interruption. Thank God for flat tires! Who knows how many times God saves us and the blessings He brings us--while we're not paying attention.

Earlier this spring, my dad had a crick in his hip that caused him to limp when getting the mail at the end of his driveway, His across-the-street neighbor saw him struggle and suggested a chiropractor; dad made an appointment. The x-ray showed nothing wrong with his hip but, instead, revealed a possible life-threatening aortic aneurism. Dad's subsequent appointment with a specialist confirmed a serious condition which required immediate surgery.

At the same time, I left a position as a worship leader--one I had for almost seven years. Brenda and I trusted God for His provision since we had no other job to jump into. Thank God, as a songwriter, song royalties are a major source of our income. So we trusted God to show us a new direction. Frankly, the prospect of a new adventure was invigorating, but the flesh always craves physical proof that we'd be okay over the next several months. Through it all, my spirit always echoed the Lord, "I will provide!"

As I left my position and "financial security," dad's medical difficulties and pending surgery fell conveniently into my newly cleared schedule. As June marched on, I realized that it was God Who made it possible for me tend to my dad's needs and to spend the summer hanging out together.

Since the surgery six weeks ago, dad has miraculously recovered. He has since left his home in North Carolina to permanently moved in with Brenda and me. He has always been reluctant to intrude on anyone, yet dad's moving in with us has been anything but an intrusion. In fact, I have had the best summer in years! The opportunity has given us the time to spend long hours talking about my childhood days and his life before he married my mother. How can money buy any of the experiences I've had over the past three months? I look forward to many more years with my dad as we are now officially house mates!

Please take a moment and visit my dad's website, one that my son Josh developed several years ago. The site will introduce you to a real cool guy named Tom Harvill. I know you will see how great this summer has been for me.