waiting in line for the blob...kind of like a gigantic pillow on top of the water.
brad and I still smiling during the hike at Crooked Creek...kicked my butt...no joke, it's hard.
Lots of faces have passed through the doors of Harrisonville's clubroom. Each one of them has heard some part of the story of Christ's work on the cross. Some have even chosen to walk daily in a relationship with him...just what we pray for.
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