Year four, here we come.

Year Three.

Year Two.

Year One.


Year four, here we come. I cannot believe the summer is almost upon us. The days of endless planning, and of full weekends spent at the park are here. I am so excited. We start Bricks on Sunday night. We finally got a place to meet. We will call the Grubb YMCA home. There will be no more yelling over the hustle and bustle at McDonalds, or standing in line for a half hour to place our order. Twister starts the first Sunday in May. I am so ready for that to start it makes me clap with excitement (yes, sometimes I do that). As I look at the pictures that document our first three years of ministry it makes me smile. It has flown by, it has been the hardest thing I have ever undertaken, It has taken more time energy and thought than I could have ever imagined, but every moment is worth it. I wonder how this year will go? I wonder if we finally have it down? I could hardly type those words without laughing. Of course we don't have it down. There will be struggles and failures marked with great accomplishments. All that matters to me is that these kids know Jesus loves them. At the end of the day if they know that, I have accomplished my purpose. So bring it on whatever that may be, Year Four.