It's an interesting paradox. We serve to be a blessing to God and to others. It's hard to take the compliment when Lorene, Jackie and Ray call us a blessing. On a hot Missouri day, the gift of cold Dr. Pepper, is amazing.
Yesterday when we discovered that we forgot one of our lunch coolers on the bus, Jackie had already gone into town to surprise us with pizza. 20 of them to be exact.
Our last two days on the work site were filled with purpose. Holes were dug. Siding was installed. Trusses were measured. Cement was poured. Posts for the barn were raised. Bookshelves were sledgehammered. Freezers were tossed.
We were dirty. Hot. Sore.
Blessed.
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