I didn't think either of the kids would be home this weekend with finals next week but our youngest is here. I have to help my group tomorrow. We will be packing and distributing 80+ Christmas baskets for a church that one of our teachers attends. Then Sunday I have a luncheon with my church group to wrap the presents we bought for our adopted family. It is a community service weekend.
Everything happens for a reason, maybe Dad needs to find that it isn't better out there, he needs to realize how good he had it here. Maybe he will find God and that is the most important thing when he finds Him he will know he is supposed to come home.
