Back to work

Last week was a blast. Spending some time at the beach always leaves me energized and ready to go! I'm back at the office this morning getting caught up on everything that happened while I was away. Hopefully by lunchtime I'll be able to begin figuring out what needs to be done for the rest of the week.

Other than Sherry being sick for a couple of days last week, the vacation was perfect. I am always in awe when I stand on the shore and look at the ocean. It is one of the most tangible reminders for me about how big God is. I learned some cool stuff while I was gone that I will write more on later, but for now here are some quick hits from yesterday and last week:

- Perry Noble's ONE Prayer message yesterday was right on the money. I have read that passage from Luke 7 many times, but I had never caught the fact that there were two distinct crowds that came together. That was good stuff.

- The band did an awesome job again yesterday. Big thanks to Kent who handled everything concerning practice, slides, planning etc., while Sherry was gone last week.

- I love fried oysters.

- I love the look in Grace's eyes when she is eating a Klondike bar.

- I love body surfing. I'm going to try and keep doing it until I'm 80. There was a guy down the beach from us that was my inspiration for this. I didn't ask him how old he was, but he looked like he should be in a nursing home. I looked down his way on Friday, and he was out in the surf riding in waves!

- I realized again this week that Emily isn't a kid anymore. She didn't need any help putting on sunscreen, rinsing off after getting back to the house, or getting a snack out at the beach. Not to mention that she carried just as much stuff back and forth from the house each day as I did!

- I saw a dude on the pier without a shirt on that had one of the biggest beer guts in the history of mankind. I can only assume that he was shirtless because he was proud of all the hard work it took to create that thing.

- Emily beat me on the Pop-A-Shot machine at the arcade. Normally I don't like getting beat by a girl, but I didn't mind losing to her one bit.

- When we went out to the beach, Grace spent 95% of the time in the ocean. I think she is part fish.

- I wasn't ready to come home on Saturday, but when we walked in the door of our house that afternoon I was glad to be home.