This weekend we’re having a huge mission kick-off at church. So I get the privilege of being at all six services. I wasn’t sure how I’d feel about that. But honestly I had the best time at the two services tonight.
Maybe it’s the missionary kid buried deep in my soul coming out, but it was a lot of fun to greet people at the beginning of the service and carry a flag through the sanctuary. The first service I carried the Brazilian flag in honor of Janine. In the second service I carried the flag of Mauritius. I had no idea where it was. Maybe Miss. Teen South Carolina was right and we’re all in need of maps. Who knew.
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