A burning hot night.

Yesterday we hosted a bonfire for our Sunday school class. We had a blast. The fire(once it got going) was a blazin' inferno. We roasted hot dogs and marshmallows, for the ever delicious S'mores (yum, Hey, I was good and only had one) There were probably at least thirty kids running around our yard. As the sun was going down we handed out glow sticks, necklaces and bracelets. They were a hit. The kids made their choices and headed of into the darkness. Our yard became a colorful light show of oranges, blues, yellows and reds. It was better than any fireworks. The night wound down and friends headed home. Josh and I gathered our girls into the house for a much needed shower. Big Sis had some unexplained filth all across her face. Little Sis, who was barefoot the entire night, had little black feet. Soiled, I mean solid proof of a fun night. I washed my babies and put them to bed. Once they were asleep, my honey and I strolled back out to the still glowing fire and sat for another hour or so. It was a perfect night. The best kind of hostessing, everyone stays outside and enjoys the gorgeous fall night.

Thank you God for your blessings, for the beautiful weather, the change in seasons, for friends old and new, for a sweetheart to share a cozy fire with, for dirty, tired baby girls and for Your promises and plans for our future. You are so faithful and I love You.