The Preacher Is Wearing Jeans!
It was a big day at our church yesterday. Missionary Baptist Church hosted our first annual Family Day, complete with incredible music, food, games and preaching. Our pastor bravely volunteered to receive a pie in the face from a contest winner. We have a small congregation, but our numbers swelled to three times our usual size. There was an abundance of infants and toddlers, too, with all the adorable antics that accompany that age group. A spunky tot named Matt helped the pitcher in a spirited game of kickball. In a dazzling display of energy and athleticism, I hauled my old bones out on the kickball field, too. When it was my turn to kick, I gave it a swat into far left field, started to run to first base, and promptly fell on my face...twice. I practically crawled to first base, but I made it! My tenacity was rewarded; I made a run. After the game, I limped back to my lawn chair with a huge grin on my face. The Hubster and I were honored to have my mom and her dear friend, ...