My pastor's old church's youth group (Lift Uth = that's supposed to be like youth, but meaning you. get it?) came up from Venice, Florida for a missions trip up here. People from our church helped house the teenagers, so my house got four boys. Not entirely a bad thing (considering they use Axe and Old Spice...happy jessi.) but the other aspects of the week were pretty much gross.
BUT I want to remind everyone God is good, and He'll bring each one of us through.
The sorrow may last through the night, but joy comes in the morning. Huzzah!
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