We've been feeling the full washout of this hurricane that nobody can pronounce. The umbrellas are out in force, especially tonight at church for our second day of this conference. "Conference" is the best word I could come up with - it's basically our guest speaker Perry Stone hosting a few services over the weekend. Today, there were two services - Daddy went to the first while Mommy rested at home with Madison, who was busy doing her best to complete this week's piano assignment. She's not quite done yet, but that carrot is dangling in front of her: Jurassic World is almost hers if she can only finish this one week of practice. Meanwhile, Daddy was getting things done at church, the usual time-travel items, from Parenting Matters to sound effects to soundtracks to script tweaks to... well, just work. Lots of writing and graphics and finding pictures and so forth.
But tonight we all sat together, the three of us, for the Saturday night service. And yes, it was raining again. In fact, that's going to be the story this weekend. Although we're getting a ton of precipitation, our neighbors in South Carolina are getting absolutely hammered with rainfall from Hurricane Joaquim. None of the brunt of the storm is hitting land, fortunately - it's just the bands of rain storms that relentlessly keep coming at us. Rain all night, rain all day.
That's essentially the story of the day. At home, Mommy made this splendid split pea soup, something that turned out really well. This is that sort of meal that visually is perfect around October, a thick, green, slimy sort of concoction when you think about it. But Mommy makes it so well, and it tastes pretty good, actually. In fact, Daddy is having to learn to eat new foods now, slowly adjusting the diet to avoid items with dairy. Surprisingly, it's in a lot of unexpected places. This is the same process Mommy went through with gluten, although Daddy's allergic symptoms are much more tame at the present: just a fever and headaches, and tingly skin. We'll be doing the allergy test soon enough, when we'll determine just what it is that's bugging me.
Tonight was unique, as Madison was there between us, right there for the service. We asked her to be involved with the worship aspect of the service, but we knew full well that some of the topics talked about tonight would be above her head. So, we let her bring along her iPad, which she did pretty much throughout the entire message. She was listening in from time to time, but the evening service wasn't a standard sort of message by any means. Let's just say there was lots of talk about Syria, refugees, the Supreme Court, and all sorts of prophetic implications as it pertains to "the days of Lot." The morning's message was pretty straight-up, but equally good. We've enjoyed Perry Stone's teachings for years, dating back to the mid-90's, and Daddy even heard him speak in the Garden of Gethsemane in Israel. In a way, tonight was like a date we used to go on when Mommy and Daddy before we got married. We'd find ourselves going to all kinds of conferences together, some all the way down in Florida. Anyway, tonight was good - although a little late. Madison stayed up the whole time, and confessed to listening a few times. She wanted to know where Syria is, so we showed her that much and told her about the current situation there, as best we could. It's complicated, isn't it? And yes, it's awful. But refugees are able to leave, and that's good news.
And so we're off to bed tonight, after a pretty full day. Tomorrow promises to be fun, with a surprise just after service. You'll have to check out the next day to see that one, partner!
But tonight we all sat together, the three of us, for the Saturday night service. And yes, it was raining again. In fact, that's going to be the story this weekend. Although we're getting a ton of precipitation, our neighbors in South Carolina are getting absolutely hammered with rainfall from Hurricane Joaquim. None of the brunt of the storm is hitting land, fortunately - it's just the bands of rain storms that relentlessly keep coming at us. Rain all night, rain all day.
That's essentially the story of the day. At home, Mommy made this splendid split pea soup, something that turned out really well. This is that sort of meal that visually is perfect around October, a thick, green, slimy sort of concoction when you think about it. But Mommy makes it so well, and it tastes pretty good, actually. In fact, Daddy is having to learn to eat new foods now, slowly adjusting the diet to avoid items with dairy. Surprisingly, it's in a lot of unexpected places. This is the same process Mommy went through with gluten, although Daddy's allergic symptoms are much more tame at the present: just a fever and headaches, and tingly skin. We'll be doing the allergy test soon enough, when we'll determine just what it is that's bugging me.
Tonight was unique, as Madison was there between us, right there for the service. We asked her to be involved with the worship aspect of the service, but we knew full well that some of the topics talked about tonight would be above her head. So, we let her bring along her iPad, which she did pretty much throughout the entire message. She was listening in from time to time, but the evening service wasn't a standard sort of message by any means. Let's just say there was lots of talk about Syria, refugees, the Supreme Court, and all sorts of prophetic implications as it pertains to "the days of Lot." The morning's message was pretty straight-up, but equally good. We've enjoyed Perry Stone's teachings for years, dating back to the mid-90's, and Daddy even heard him speak in the Garden of Gethsemane in Israel. In a way, tonight was like a date we used to go on when Mommy and Daddy before we got married. We'd find ourselves going to all kinds of conferences together, some all the way down in Florida. Anyway, tonight was good - although a little late. Madison stayed up the whole time, and confessed to listening a few times. She wanted to know where Syria is, so we showed her that much and told her about the current situation there, as best we could. It's complicated, isn't it? And yes, it's awful. But refugees are able to leave, and that's good news.
And so we're off to bed tonight, after a pretty full day. Tomorrow promises to be fun, with a surprise just after service. You'll have to check out the next day to see that one, partner!
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