June 2013 Almost Over

 Father's Day

We are building over here. I left Monday morning and didn't get back until last evening and look what happened! 

 

We spent last weekend in NYC with the youth group. Good times. We were hosted by Desti Nations Mission Training Center in NYC.  It really could not have gone any better.

 Not sure what happened to Henry but he was standing right there in the middle playing guitar while we sang. This was my favorite part. 

The youth each had a scavenger hunt style paper to fill out. It required a lot of interaction with people. Such as: Ask someone how to say hello in a different language. Ask 3 people what country they were born in. Ask 3 people what religion they are. Find the price of live eels. Find the high and low price of persimmons. Find a samosa, buy it and taste it. Find the price of a sari. They had to find particular locations and have their picture taken in front of it. Each group of 4 had a map and they were not allowed to use their phones. They were in charge of getting their own lunch while they were out and also buying a ticket for the train which we used later. We met at a particular location and then did street ministry and singing.

Passion fruit smoothie with tapioca on the bottom. 

 

This is Andrew, he had tofu for the first time ever, this was served to his group after they attended a Taiwanese church Sunday morning. 

Investments

I love to hang out with families who have taken the time to train their children. It's not easy and I fail at it miserably.
I know that just writing that is asking for it. I am bound to have a humbling experience today yet! Although after one day this week I'm not sure it could get much worse. Humbling that is.

I messed up pretty badly. I sent my daughter to a birthday party with a gift that was wrapped in "Happy Holidays" paper. She never saw what was inside until the birthday boy opened it and it was a birdhouse kit that was hers and she had been waiting for almost a year now for someone to help her put it together.
I thought it was Stuart's and he would have forgotten and never known. Not my 5 year old almost 6. Oh man... I cried, she cried. Some sucker was selling the kits on ebay for $19.99. But hey it was worth twenty bucks to me, I felt so bad. Ellie, she forgave me in a flash, bless her heart but every time I picture her at that birthday party watching the gifts get opened I get tears in my eyes.

Anyhow... back to the families who have taken the time to train their kids, my brother Tristan and his wife come to mind.

They are so quick to jump up and check on the children. Have you experienced this? It is so fun and relaxing to hang out with them thanks to the investment they put in.

They're going to hate me for this. Ha ha.

Just read a great blog post by Jasmine Star.

The 25 Rules to My Life

my favorite one is the first one:
It's more important to be kind than it is to be right.