Tough
day on the neck front yesterday. Sleep
was interrupted several times by a twang or two. That led to a day of difficulty concentrating
on the teaching I was working on. I even
ended up flat out napping a time or two at my desk. I’ll get used to it eventually.
So
about Halloween. I have to give a shout
out to Micah for his costume. He made it
himself … a Dallas Keuchel beard. Nice
job. Fear the beard. Mine was apparently a little too difficult to
appreciate for non-classic movie lovers.
I got one of those big ol’ head masks they have been selling at
WalMart. The rabbit. I wore my superman cape and a tie-dyed
t-shirt (and a non-descript pair of
shorts just to complete the ensemble).
And I pinned a sign to my chest with a picture of a hurricane captioned,
“Hurricane Harvey” (See my FaceBook feed
for a photo). Anybody understand the
reference?
We hosted
our big Halloween party again last night.
At least twenty or twenty-five Seasiders came by the house for pizza and
to give away candy and New Testaments.
We ended up running out of candy after giving out over 300 Testaments (Thank you, Gideons, for providing them). And as usual, the kids were all very excited
to receive the “little book.” One little
girl about six years old picked her copy up and looked at it. She shyly turned her eyes to meet mine and
asked in a hushed voice, “Is this a Bible?”
I assured that it was, indeed. A
huge smile spread across her face and suddenly I was no longer the stranger to
be wary of. About the time the smile hit
her eyes, she reached out, threw her arms around my neck, and gave me a big
hug. And she whispered in my ear, “Thank
you. Thank you. Thank you so much.” That was worth the entire night. It was, in fact, quite the night in the
Scripture distribution department. Now we pray that God will use his Word.
We joked
all during our time outside handing out candy that Halloween was scheduled to
end at 7:20, start time for the World Series game. And the comments of the Dads walking with
their kids seemed to make that more than a jest. “Hurry up Little Johnny. The game starts in ten minutes.” “Happy Halloween. Go Astros.”
“Come on Susie. They’re singing
the National Anthem. We have to hurry.” By 7:45 we were out of candy and the streets
were strangely quiet. Oh, we had some
stragglers after that, but by the second inning the Halloween party was over
and the Astros watch party had begun. We
were all pretty pooped, however. Still
worn out from the five hour game the other night, I suppose. I guess the Astros were pooped, too. Oh, well.
Game seven tonight. Winner take
all. Here we go …
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John 5:11 says, “And this is the
testimony: God has given us eternal life, and this life is in his Son.”
Father,
please use your word to touch some hearts.
Amen.
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