We
took a business jaunt into Texas yesterday.
We were out of several things at Seaside (Like communion crackers. We had
a crisis accident last Sunday and our stash ended up on the floor). That one necessitated a trip to Lifeway to
replenish the stock. We also went by Sam’s to restock the usual paper towels
and toilet paper kind of stuff. It is
getting to be summer, after all. Around
here that means lots more people using the retreat center as well as visiting
the church. Oh, and we stopped at
JoAnn’s as well. That’s a fabric/craft
store right by Lifeway. They were having
a big half-price sale on scrapbooking materials, and Chris is working on a
scrapbook to commemorate our trip to DisneyWorld a few years ago.
I
have to say here that the highlight of the trip (aside from the rainstorm we had to drive through) came on our way
back home. We passed one of those huge
private dump trucks. On the rear of the
truck was what appeared to be a company sticker. As we got closer I read it … “Cherry
Concrete.” Interesting. I have never tasted cherry concrete
before. Never even tried regular
flavored concrete, in fact. Hmm. Maybe we can get them to repair the street we
live on. I wouldn’t mind a red street,
just so it didn’t have so many potholes.
Cherry Concrete. I’m still
pondering that one.
We
are back in parent mode again. Had to
take Cailyn to softball practice. When
we got there she was one of only two girls on hand. More came later, but I felt bad leaving the
one coach out there by himself, so I jumped in to help all I could. Started out behind the plate returning missed
pitches to the mound. As more and more
girls arrived, I switched to the field to help shag balls. Here is my official pronouncement for the
day: It is not a good idea to shag balls with no glove and a bad knee. I was pretty sore last night, and even woke
up to it throbbing this morning. But I got
in a lot of steps …
Psalms
66:1-2 says, “Shout with joy to God, all
the earth! Sing the glory of his name; make
his praise glorious!”
Father,
thank you for interesting signs … and flavors.
Makes life interesting. And
fun. Amen.
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