Florida here we come.
It was a strange thought to live in Florida for the winter but one we welcomed for the heat. We have never had a warm winter. We were born and raised in Massachusetts. We have sold almost all our property and moved to Florida for a 5 month assignment with no permanent address. My pops is letting us call his condo home so that we can have some type of address. We are currently doing almost all our banking and bill paying online so we should get minimal if any mail there. We are appreciative of him and Susie letting that be our address. I only hope it causes him no inconveniences. Anyway, we will live wherever we work. This has been a wonderful assignment for us. It is coming to a close and my writing is catching up to the actual time of the experiences we have. As I had mentioned in an earlier post, we were called on the way here by a brother named Kent. He hooked us up with a family out here named the Mcguires. We have enjoyed much fellowship with them from the time of our arrival. We spent quite a few hours at a campfire in their backyard that was truly a blessing. We just got to know each other. They have two adopted children and three children who are full grown and living on their own. Josiah being the youngest of these older three is planning on marriage to a girl he recently met and has been courting. We wish we could stay and attend his wedding but we will not be here then. They met in a god-ordained way and have kept themselves pure. It is truly an example to us. The one thing that sticks out to me is when they arrived late to our house when we had everyone over for dinner, and I walked by them at the table and noticed them holding hands next to their plates. I "assumed" they were going to give thanks so I said, "Oh, do you want to pray?" Josiah looked at me and said OK! SO I did. But they didn't let go of each others hands when I finished. Then they STILL didn't let go of each others hands. Then I realized that they were not about to pray but that they are just excited to be with each other and hold each others hands all the time!!! I felt so foolish! My daughter Grace witnessed the whole thing and tells me the story while she laughs at my expense...
Well, anyways, Pete's wife is Chello, but she doesn't play the chello. He does however play the chello. Pete is a musician in his heart as well as a construction worker who now builds homes for a living. They have shown absolutely no hesitation in opening up their lives to us like an open book. They are an example of what brothers and sisters in the Lord are supposed to be. Perhaps they have felt some reservations in welcoming us into their lives but they have not shown it. As I told Chello last night, they have been God with skin on for me and my family. As far as I am concerned they have loved us with the love of the Lord. Thank you Mcguires and thank you Lord.