Feasting

This has been one of the best weekends I can remember in a long time. Jesus has changed things in Andrew and I and we've been healed from cynicism we've given harbor to. This cynicism has been a bummer because it's held us back from experiencing unity with other believers and from fully embracing God's grace for us and others. 

This weekend has felt like a progressive feast in our pilgrimage, God ushering us into situations that confirm He's actively at work in our lives, to the little details that others would brush aside as coincidence. 

Uh uh. Nope. It's not coincidence.  The Holy Spirit strikes again!

We are thankful for our home church and the amazing people who sent us on this little road trip and the ones who prayed for us while we were away. We are immensely thankful for Andrew's parents, who stayed with our son, and showed him a good time. We are so thankful for friends along the way who encouraged us. We're thankful for friends at the end of the road who blessed us and have us a place to sleep, amidst a chaotic time for them. 

But most of all, we're so thankful for this God we serve, who has so kindly turned the tables to serve us this feast.