Days
Some days are hard.
The End.
Some days are hard.
The End.
Silas and Titus were blessed to go camping/rock climbing with friends the past 4 days.
Three pairs of shoes came in the mail today and there were three happy kids.
We didn’t get everyone in the pictures, but it was a wonderful Sunday. 10 nations represented. Super talk with a Muslim friend about religious freedom and what it means to be counted righteous in Jesus. At one point, it was so loud with conversations that I stood back in awe. All different people and cultures coming together to share life.
Beautiful.
Carl and I had the opportunity to be on a panel for religious freedom with the Heritage Foundation in Washington D.C.
The kids went to Catipillar/Farm Camp with the Voelkers. I got this text from Krista. I laughed all day thinking about it.
Notice max plugging his nose.
Coming out of the pig pen
Max: I barfed a little in my mouth.