July 15 – “I’m a nut … four”

OK. I am trying to get in a few minutes at free time to type this each day, so the timing might seem a little off here and there. Understand that I'm just continuing on from where I left off each time. This was God's night for our guys We were left with few dry eyes Alexa Demetrius Elyssa Erin Carly Cheyenne Others saw what they held dear What they must give God was clear We hugged more and cried, you bet We're sure God just ain't through yet As we left to head on out The moth we spied was huge, no doubt Melissa D. opened a window then Cory hid, said "Tell me when" Rita slapped at it with grace 'Til it kissed her in the face PK caught it, Chloe photoed Then out the window the moth goed Melissa Fry, the tree huggers' dear Recycled Wesley from last year Josh spends his time hiking here But lost his Bible again, I fear Mitch's face was on the screen For two seconds, that was mean His dear Mom took from the box Brand new "Micro Tinies" socks Mitchell had a debt he owed But for those socks? Jimmy said "No" Miranda, was that guy full of bliss When he gave you that little – (Hmm. What rhymes with "bliss"?) Kris did backflips for a spell Jennifer cartwheeled, and she fell Melissa D. loves Carter Rap a lot Will Mike make Cory sleep or not? Father, thank you for Cheyenne's health. And Lora is better today, too. Praise you for drawing each of these kids to yourself in just the way they need to come. Amen.