Tuesday was a great time serving dinner at the homeless shelter.  My two faithful friends (Shawn & Wendy) who I normally serve with were unable to make it, but another friend was called off work and found herself with a chance to serve with her children.  Amy brought her son and daughter, and we were able to pass out ridiculous amounts of ham & beans, corn, salad, pudding, and watermelon.  The kids had a blast…Gavin wore enough pudding to provide an entire dessert for one.  Gracyn wanted to keep her hair net and asked if she could come back and serve again next week, it was so much fun.

It was also great to continue to build relationships with the men and women who call Lighthouse Mission home.  Bobby cooks dinner for all the guys, and he takes his job seriously.  I was glad he cracked a smile tonight when I joked with him; it seems that he’s more comfortable with our group, growing in trust.  There’s a young woman who is pregnant, and I’m plotting how I can grab some friends and bless her as she brings her baby girl into the world in a few weeks.  There are so many interesting people there, with their own stories and strengths and histories.  God has a plan for their lives, just like he has for mine.  I’m excited to see the steps in the journey as God fleshes out our stories as they intersect with one another.