I'm a church-going nerd. I love to get up on Sunday morning, go teach Sunday school, chat with everyone I see as I walk through the building, sing praises with all my heart and lungs, listen to sermons, and just BE at church. If you know me, this has come as no shocker to you.
However, today was a good way to spend my Sunday.....at Kruse Auction Park in Auburn, IN with my dad. I am a daddy's girl 100% and have never denied this in over 29 years. He called Thursday night, "Hey, do you wanna go to Auburn with me Sunday? You will have to miss church." I didn't even hesitate to say yes. And I said yes for several reasons:
1. I am a closet classic car lover (especiall 64.5-66 Mustangs and 66-71 Corvettes).
2. I would get to spend the day with my dad.
3. It is an extended weekend.
But the reason that really pushed me was what dad said...."You will have to miss church." For those of you that don't know, my dad is in no way a believer or follower of Jesus. He really would rather have nothing to do with Jesus outside of the fact that his daughter (me) is totally in love with Jesus. And I thought to myself, What a statement it will be to dad to "skip" church to spend Sunday with him when he knows how much church means to me.
We didn't have any deep theological discussions. We were in the Car Coral looking at old muscles cars during the opening prayer at Kruse and I gave a quiet "amen" when it was done. We talked and laughed and dreamed. We listened to the quiet rumble of Porche engines and were enamored at the restoration jobs on cars that are close to 100 years old.
What a statement to my dad! In his eyes I gave up something super important, church, to spend the day with him. Yes I missed being at church, but today was a good way to spend Sunday. It was good to spend time with my dad whom I love SO much. It was good to know that God smiled at a father and daughter spending time together on His day. It was the best way I could share my faith with my dad.