Well, we had a somewhat low day at church
attendance-wise. Dipped into the
fifties. Of course I remember when the
fifties was a significant increase.
Gotta love ministry in a mission area.
The people weren’t any less enthusiastic, however. They had no trouble responding to the
teaching questions, so there was a lot of discussion. My favorite kind of Sunday sermon …
We had to move a bunch of bunks after
church. Up in the retreat center the
bunks – and lots of other paraphernalia had all been shoved into two rooms to
make room for Bethlehem Street Market vendors.
We have a group coming this next weekend, so it was imperative we get
the bunks back to where they belonged. I
asked for anyone who could stick around to help to please do so. In true Seaside fashion we had a flock of
them immediately head upstairs after the final “Love you, Family.” The really cool thing about this week,
though, was the fact that among the Seaside regulars were two or three folks
who were just visiting for the first time.
Hey, what better way to get to know people than to pitch in and work together. Thanks so much, you guys. We appreciate your help.
After the Big Bunk Bash, a pretty large
contingent of Seasiders met over at the Way West Grill in Jamaica Beach. Groups do get together quite often, but this
was had a special purpose. When I was
invited, it was touted as “Violet’s Last Supper.” Cute, huh?
Seems yesterday was one of our sweet ladies’ last day with us. She moves to Tomball this morning to be
closer to her children. I didn’t count
how many of us showed up, but there must have been four or five tables
scrunched together. Enjoy your new home,
Vi. We’ll miss your smiling face.
2 Corinthians 5:17 says, “Therefore if anyone is in Christ, the new
creation has come: the old has gone, the new is here!”
Father, thank you for sending those folks
to visit with us at Seaside and then jump in and help. Bless their efforts. And be with Violet as she starts her new adventure
in Tomball. Amen.
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