Well we are here in Myrtle Beach, SC. We arrived Monday night about 8PM. It was not a bad drive here. We were making great time and in typical Good Springs Youth fashion we had a problem. We got about three hours away and our mini-van got a flat tire. We stopped at a gas station and Jeremy put more air in it. We then drove to Florence to get it fixed. We went to Sam's Club and they fixed the tire for free. There was a nail in it so they were able to patch the tire without replacing it. Samuel is having a wonderful time. The services at the camp are amazing. The preacher is so knowledgeable about the Scripture and the kids are just soaking it in. We spent the day at the beach yesterday and no major sunburns to report. Well we are getting ready to head out for the day. Pray for the teenagers. Some of them are at such a crucial point in their life. If they will apply what the are hearing this week it will forever change their life. Here are a few pictures from Monday night. Samuel's first time on the beach, a view from our hotel room and Sam in the hotel.
Monday, July 24, 2017
It is always hard jumping back into a blog post because there is always so much that has happened since the last time that I posted. We have had a pretty major change in our family in the last month, but there is another sort of change that has inspired this post this morning. I cut my hair yesterday. I know life shattering isn't it? I know it seems so trivial, but the truth is the Lord revealed something to me that I have never really thought about. I love my hair. We have made some memories over my 39 years. It actually started the moment I was being born and the doctor told my mom that I had a full set of black hair. Given the fact that my brother and sister who came before me were both bald headed, I think my mom made a comment to the doctor about if he was sure I was hers. My very first compliment was about my hair! I lived my young life with nice thick hair. Sometimes it was long and sometimes it was cut short. My Pawpaw used to call me Pete Rose because I had the bowl cut ...
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