It feels like a Monday, but it is Tuesday. That can be good and bad. Good, cause short work week. Bad, cause more work to do in a shorter amount of time. The pace is picking up now that school has begun. We had a great weekend, just went by too fast. I am looking forward to so many things coming up this month and next. It will be a jam packed schedule but so many great things going on. We start a new small group study Sunday, "The Truth Project" which looks so good! I know it will be so enlightening, so relevant, and so convicting for us as a church and as a community. Next Monday my women's study starts and I have a solid dozen or so women coming--yeah God! I am so excited to see what God has in store for this group. Bailey's football games start this weekend--go, Bubba, go! Rylee's youth group schedule starts Sunday and whether she likes it or not, she's going to get involved. It will be a bit daunting at first, we've already had a couple heated conversations about what she does and does not want to do. Not much choice though given it will be that or sitting with the adults in the Truth Project. I think I know what she'll choose. It is a tough time for her at this age, but also there are few girls in her age group just entering the youth group at our church. I know it will be hard for her, but I am praying she finds her way, makes her mark, discovers some wonderful things about herself and what God has in store for her. Bailey's birthday is coming up and he wants to have a boys sleepover so I'll be planning for that very soon. So much going on, so little time to get it all done, get prepared. Thanks, God, for all the opportunities. I hope we are ready for what you have to show us! I know it is all good.
Mission trip
Mission trip. The words don't do justice to the purpose, do they? What it is is so much deeper, fuller, richer than the two words actually sound like. Those two words make it sound so simple, but in reality it is an incredible journey that will impact a human life on so many levels. I have had the wonderful opportunity at several times in my life to serve in missions, both here in the United States and abroad. My parents were huge supporters of home and foreign missions all their lives, and we were raised to have a great appreciation for missions as a result. I have incredible memories of our trip to Hong Kong when I was 14 years old. I served in the summer missions program in my hometown, Springfield, Missouri, for several years working in day camps with local kids of all ages. I served in Hawaii for one summer working with some challenging kids in one of the most dangerous neighborhoods in a small town on the island of Oahu. I served in Salt Lake City, Utah during the Wi...
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