Have you met my husband, Bryan??

this morning we visited a church full of sweet, sweet people. everyone was so happy to have us there and made sure we knew it. one guy even tapped ryan on the shoulder during the middle of the offering and introduced himself and welcomed us! it wouldn't have been that big of a deal if he hadn't had a bad hearing problem, so ryan (and then i) had to practically shout so he could get our names. i got so tickled because ryan kind of mumbled his name (unbelievable, right?!) and the man said, "Brian Smith? That's a pretty common name. Or at least Smith is, I don't know about the Brian...how do you spell that? With an "a" or a "y"?" To which Ryan said, "It's actually Rya.." "Ohhh..that's a good way to spell Bryan!" LOL Then after the service, people kept greeting Bryan and I (because everyone heard our loud offering conversation). It was a nice morning, brought back a lot of memories for me. The average age of the church seemed to be about 70...and there were maybe 15 people there. The closest person to our age was probably at least 60. I really enjoyed it, though... There's so much for us to learn from the older generations of believers. I love to chat with my grandmother about things of the Lord because she knows so much...she's been around for so many years (she's turning 80 this week!) and has learned so much about the faithfulness of the Lord!

it's been a hard, hard weekend emotionally. it's strange how circumstances can not really be all that bad...but things still be hard. and that's where we are...

until next time...