September 11, 2017
The hurricane’s eye ended up passing right over Winter Haven where Nathan and his extended family were camped out at their church; thankfully, they all made it safely through the night.
As you can probably imagine, they didn’t get a lot of sleep especially since the worst of it came over in the middle of the night. (They lost power about midnight.)
When daylight finally came, they took a little drive and saw huge trees pushed over and some property damage, including their church sign. Nathan and Meagan haven’t been back to their house yet to see if there was any damage there but will probably make it back later today.
Thanks for your thoughts and prayers for them and for all of the brave Floridians and Caribbean Island residents who have weathered an incredibly difficult few days.
Yesterday was our second annual Cowboy Sunday.
Here is one of the promo pieces I designed.
Steve and I got on our western-y type duds.
Our kids did a puppet show . . .
and also a little boot-scootin’.
We had a comedian/musician/speaker who transformed from this character . . .
to his regular self in just a minute or two. Very funny guy with a great message.
The Dare Challenge guys were there and had fun at the photo booth.
We had some cute horse lasso-ers . . .
and cute outhouse signs.
The women on either side of me are both on staff; Mary Ann is due to deliver her third baby any day now. The fourth women is a military veteran (married to a veteran) and a great blessing to our church.
My favorite part of the day was chatting with these four people. Between them, they represent at least 130 years of attendance at Manteo First Assembly.
It’s not just their church attendance that is amazing to me; it’s also the fact that they have known each other and been a part of each others’ lives for so many decades. In a world that is constantly changing, filled with people who are always moving, that kind of friendship is the truest kind of treasure.
At the end of Cowboy Sunday, I was grateful for the children who participated in the service . . .
and I was especially grateful for the seniors who still come to service–Sunday after Sunday and decade after decade, celebrating their faithful friendship and their faithful God.
And lastly, I don’t want to forget to remember this day.
What about you? Were you in one of the areas affected the hurricane? If so, please do a quick check in and let us know how things went for you.
Thrift stores, fuzzy socks
and conversing with my Yorkie
are all on the list of things I love.