Emphasis Preaching Journal

"Jeff, I just might have something special for you when I come home from work today. Don't plan anything." Jeff watched his dad drive away. "This will no doubt be good," Jeff thought to himself. "I bet if I clean up the yard and paint the fence, Dad will give me some money, so I can buy a ticket to the air show that's in town. All day Jeff worked diligently in the yard. By 5:00, the last post on the fence was painted and the brushes cleaned and put away. The phone rang and Jeff ran into the house to get it. "Jeff, I'm running a little late. Meet me at the corner of Fifth and Main at 6:30 p.m. Don't be late." "Aw, man," Jeff thought to himself, "Dad won't be here to see all the work I did today. How am I ever going to get that money if he doesn't see what I did?" When Jeff met his dad at the designated corner, he blurted out, "Dad, I want to tell you all that I did today." "Maybe later, son," Dad said strongly. "First, let me tell you what I did." He then pulled out from his pocket two tickets accessing the tarmac for the air show extravaganza that evening. "Dad, you said you'd get us in there. I wondered if you forgot about it. I was hoping. This is great. Let's go." Jeff snatched the tickets out of his dad's hands and headed for the main gate with a wide grin, looking over his shoulder to say, "Come on. Don't be late." Once inside and while waiting for the show to begin, Dad said, "You had something you wanted to tell me about your day." "Naw, it's not important," Jeff reflected. "You have already given me what I was hoping for. Let's just enjoy the show."
-- Molldrem