God has no borders

So I'm sitting in church about three weeks ago and the Sunday school director is asking the congregation who wants to be in charge of the float for the July 4th parade this year. An awkward silence follows... She says a little more about needing ideas. Another awkward silence as everyone waits for someone else to take responsibility. Hoping to avoid anymore awkwardness, I said we could have a meeting after church and decide. Suddenly I was named chair person and all the responsibility fell to me.

How did that happen?

But it turned out to be a really incredible process. Gracie (my cousin), Mom, and I were discussing what the theme should be when it came to us: mission work. I'm striving to make enough money before May so that I will be able to spend three months in Honduras over the summer so this filled me up.

On the fourth several people from church got together to make the dream a reality. Dad had already cut the world out of foam and painted it, and he did an amazing job. The rest of us fixed posters and signs to hang around the trailer.

Unfortunately, no one got to see the work we'd put in to the project due to the terrible storm. All the same, it felt great working on something to glorify God and hopefully we'll use the same theme in the Christmas parade.