I met a visiting couple from Iowa at church. I commended them for coming so far just to come to church. They were fascinated by the church’s history. Guess I was the best one to talk to them. I think they probably got more Seaside history than they bargained for.
I also met two guys from Monterrey, Mexico. One of them spoke really good English. Not so much the other. He used Google Translate to communicate. They were both very excited to find a Baptist church to go to, especially after spending a cold night at the State Park. One of them was particularly proud of a clam shell he found on the beach. He was planning to sell it when he got home. Apparently, “people in Monterey will buy anything.”
The guys are members of a Baptist church back home. We gave them a Seaside t-shirt (that’s all one of them wanted) and a mug. Before they left, they asked to take a picture with me. How’s that for a Galveston souvenir?
Back home we continued our un-Christmasing task. We got all the outside lights and decorations down. All that is left is putting the tree into its box and hauling it all up into the attic. Now … what’s next?
Psalms 27:4 says, I have asked one thing from the Lord; it is what I desire: to dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, gazing on the beauty of the Lord and seeking Him in His temple.
Father, be with those guys from Mexico. Bless them. Amen.
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