It was our own fault that we entered the small church a little late.
And it was our tardiness that gave our large family the “honor” of sliding into the church’s first and second rows.
It was a good thing though, because it forced my teen boys to focus – they couldn’t have missed the sermon even if they had wanted to.
And looking back, I’m glad my family had front row seating that day because something happened in that service that my kids will never forget.
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