Last weekend

Last weekend we had church in the park right behind our house.
After the service they had all kinds of games and water stuff.
Kids had a blast.

And it was nice to reconnect with so many that we love.
On the grass.
In the park.
In perfect weather.

Over the summer we haven't had small group.
And we have rarely made it to church.
Been feeling a bit disconnected from it all.
So it was nice to gather together again on a Sunday morning.
During the service someone from the church got up to tell his story.
It included involvement in a gang, 10 years in prison and lots of bad choices.
He was asked what his life was like now that he had chosen a new path.
Deciding to follow Christ.
And you know what he said?
He said it was even harder.
Harder than the gang life.
Harder than prison time.
SO HARD not to just give in to temptation every day. Especially being surrounded be old friends who DO give in. Not always popular, or cool or smart or easy to choose another path.

And I wanted to cry right there.
It's true.
Sometimes I think "Christians" like to talk about the good stuff.
About all the many blessings they receive and all the good stuff that happens if you just believe.
But they leave out the hard stuff.
So then when hard stuff starts happening, you start wondering why.
Thinking, "I thought if I just followed Christ, great things would happen."
So when he stood up there in front of hundreds of Christians and said,
"Ya know what. This is the hardest thing I've ever had to do. Choose this path and stay on it. It's harder than anything else."
I wanted to hug him.

Obviously we all have different stories and different roads traveled to get to where we are. And for some, I'm sure it's not hard to be a Christ follower. It might be the easiest thing they've ever done in their lives. But for whatever reason, this story just hit me last weekend. And I can't stop thinking about it. It struck a chord. And I'm grateful that this man stood up and shared his love for Jesus AND the hard parts that go along with it. It was what I needed to hear. Because even though the trials and the pain, it's worth it. And he keeps pushing through each and every day because he believes that.
My struggles are nothing compared to his. But my life isn't perfect either.
And I'm grateful for the courage of others. For their stories. And for a community of people who acknowledge the good AND the bad.

That was a lot of thinking out loud.
I had just intended to post pics.
Guess you get a little added bonus today.
Lucky you.

How true...

Our Ayla

Nana was here, too!

And Donna came for the weekend.
It was so fun to hang out with her.
We love having her around!

A few more...

Because it was just so fun...

The Chart House

Topped off our Saturday at the Chart House.
LOVE that rope swing...

And to be fair...

Some pics of Brigg playing...

It is amazing the difference between Kindergarten soccer
And second grade soccer.

I loved watching him play!
These kids knew what they were doing.
They played by rules.

There was actually offense and defense.
It was FUN to watch!
I know nothing about soccer, but I could tell that this is the first year they actually played the way it's meant to be played.
And man, there are some good kids on his team.

It was a beautiful Saturday.
And I got lots of exercise.
Brigg and Nalani both played at 9:00.
And our soccer complex is huge.
And they played at opposite corners.
i think i power walked miles and miles.
But so so worth it.
What a fun season of life we are entering into!!

And so it begins...

FINALLY, Lani gets to play organized soccer!
She is SO happy about that.
She's been playing along the sidelines for 2 years.
And not it's the real thing.

Or at least as real as it can get with kindergarteners.

Lots of running.
Lots of energy.

And lots of fun.
She can't wait for next weekend's game!

Sisters

She looks how I feel...

Tater tot

And what do I do during this game?

Eat, drink,

and take photos...

See? Everyone is happy!