St. Augustine

Back on the homefront after a week at the beach, we are getting settled back into our routine. We all had a great time at the condos and building relationships with the youth group that we are so blessed to be a part of. We saw wings sprout and roots grow deeper, and were in awe of new stages some of those we love entered. Oh the tales we can tell.

Olivia loved it more than any of us, because what could compare to living with five teenage girls. Staying up late, hanging out in the sun with an i-pod and just being silly were the rage. Kay-Kay hung the moon, but Olivia's new cohort, Emily, made her feel special and loved.

Steve is just one of the guys and is quite the cutie with a guitar at his side. He was a favorite to have out in the Atlantic waters, but missed the day of our shark sitings. He missed getting stung by the local jellyfish too. The girls in the condo were reminded of his presence when the a/c cut off and his snoring bellowed through the walls.

Stephanie was the sand-castle builder, the swimmer, the young one that found her place in the crowd. She felt like she should wait in line and make her own plate, even sit and listen to the lectures by Dr. Ham on creationism. She was little miss budget when it came to spending her money, loving the Dollar Tree, but saving some for the craft store.

I was glad to serve in the food and organizing area of five rooms of hungry people. We made countless trips to Publix and Walmart, and there I found a treasure in their sushi bar. Yes, let me repeat that, Walmart had a sushi bar, with a talented lady standing there making it by request and it was just YUMMY! I dropped a few dollars this week on sushi, but all who tasted became believers.

We love our church family and sharing it as a family. What a week.