Please, Oh Please, Don't Make Me Cry

When my mom asked me how my first day of elementary school was, I replied:

It was okay but... I don't think I'll go back.

Then there was my first day of junior high school when my mom didn't even have to ask. I returned home crying, drenched and with blue stains on my khakis from where my 3-ring binder had bled onto them in the rain and a detention notice because I missed athletics due to the fact I couldn't open the silly combination lock on my gym locker.

Tomorrow is another first day of classes... the youth ministry institute is finally starting. I sure hope it goes better this time :-)

Thanks to so many of you who have supported us over the last 18 months of preparation. Your prayers, encouragement and financial support have kept us going.