Back In Town
The family and I drove down to Phoenix Wednesday night to spend time with our friends. All in all, I had a great time and the highlight was the zoo down there. I snapped a bunch of pictures of the animals and hands down they have the coolest carousel I’ve ever seen. (The overweight, tatooed, shirtless guy who was riding said carousel at the time we happened by was the piece de resistance {fr. sp?} for me. I wish I had a picture of that!) Got some squished pennies out of the deal as well, which I am a HUGE sucker for. On the way out of town, we visited where Nick was buried, and I found comfort in this: while I do not understand why Nick was taken out of this world, I know I will see him in the next.
We got back Sunday night to the remnants of snow around the house. I’m glad it usually doesn’t stick around. What I am glad for is that once we take our sins to the cross, Jesus makes us whiter than snow in the eyes of God. How amazing that is as I see what I once was: covered in the stain of sin. Please, reach out and ask Jesus to come in. The joy is indeed unspeakable.
P.S. My apologies on the ducks…I blew my picture order and need to bring the camera in tomorrow to fix it.
