Stirred By The Scriptures

I was in New York the past two days.  My roots are up in that area but it had been a long time since I have been back.  I went to see one last game at Yankee Stadium before they tear it down.  Lots of memories came flooding back to me, games I had seen, the sights and sounds of the game and one other memory which meant the most - time spent with my dad and my brother.  The power of family both good and bad has a profound impact on our lives.  I am grateful for those times and the relationships that time has allowed.  By the way, the other thing that makes this newest memory so powerful was being their with one of my son-in-laws and a good friend.