this weekend.

Some weekends are just so wonderful and crazy and full of goodness.

The wonderful:

Beautiful seasons to drive through.

Renewing old acquaintances and making new ones.

The crazy:

Folding a gazillion bulletins before we get left behind.

U-turns with 15 seater vans. Poor Jesse.

Filling up on frozen yogurt.

Plans.

The goodness: 

Where do I start? How do I end? When the people of God gather together to study His Word and grow in their faith given by our Heavenly Father, there is no end to goodness because He does not end in goodness.




Did you think this was it?

It's not the end.

This was the end.

[insert explanation as to how in the world we locked our keys in the house before we even set out]
[or don't]

[bye]