I made the first of four dental appointments back in November, before Clemson knew it would be in the National Championship last night, so I have today off. Last week after Clemson trounced over Ohio State in the Fiesta Bowl, clinching their National Championship spot, I *knew* I had to watch the game with Dad. All week I had this "voice" from God telling me to go. It wasn't an audible voice, just a command. That's the only way I know to describe it. For that reason, I knew Clemson would win. God wanted me to share that with Dad.
We didn't go to bed until 1 am. He never dozed off; I, on the other hand set my phone alarm during halftime so I could wake up.
We had a blast. What if I were not tuned in to God's voice?