There's really not much better than good clean fun. I mean the innocent kind. Fun untainted by competition and masking who you really are. This is the kind of fun we had on Tuesday night at our all area barn party.
Will K screamed and jumped up and down on a hayride as we swerved all over a field. Megan had a beaming smile on her face as we sang songs sitting on hay bails. Will G quietly watched with a smile on his face and his hands by his side the whole night. Maybe this is how life is supposed to be. We played silly games, cheered for each other, sang songs, listened as Theron talked about how we all want to have a good life, we rode an extreme hayride, and sat around a bonfire. There was no drama. There were no fights. Our campaigners had a direct opportunity to stop thinking about themselves and just serve.
Life makes a little bit more sense when it's not all about me. When I get a taste of true humility. The only way to find true humility is to see the grace that has been lavished upon us. I'm going to hold onto that.
