The park in my neighborhood was host to a soccer practice earlier this week and while this probably wasnt the first time for this to happen, it was definitely the first time I noticed. These little kids attempting to kick the ball somewhere closer to the goal then where they originally started but more often than not kicking each other.
On Sunday morning, 100 kids come pouring into the first floor of our building ready and waiting to see what my amazing wife has planned for them. Some in their Sunday best, others in their flip flops and shorts, but all ecstatic that today, or at least for the next hour, its children's ministry time.
In the front of my restaurant we have a playground, complete with slide, cow shaped car, and little spinner things that really serve no other purpose but to spin. To be honest, the only time I ever even get close to the playground area is when a mom informs me there is a horrible smell that is coming from somewhere inside the slide, they just arent sure exactly where and they need me to pinpoint it for them.
All of a sudden though, I find myself drifting more and more to the playground because for the first time in quite some time, I care about spinner things that spin, big slides and cow cars, the first floor of our church building, and soccer practices where you actually need shin guards and I got to be honest, it just gets me freaking excited.
Josiah, we are gong to have a great time.
Grace and Peace,
Doug, Aubree, and Josiah
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