24 hours later... My muscles are screaming. My sunburn is hurting. My scraped knees are scabbing. We're really going to have to make this sand volleyball thing a regular occurence.

A concrete slab underneath the sand court is a good thing for weed control, but bad for diving if the sand is thin in that particular area. OUCH. Add to that the fact that I have no reason to dive. I never connect with the ball.

I've made a list today of five things I want to spend time seeking God about. This includes how God wants me to use my finances, who and how God would have me specifically minister to at the ministry, and whether to be in Sterling for May 24th.

To all those who have written notes or email recently to say that you are praying: THANK YOU! I cannot tell you what an encouragment your notes have been. The things you have been praying are right on target! Praise God for his mighty faithfulness!

Oh, and... Gina and Jen- I'm looking forward to SOME DAY in the future some time when God's going to bring us back together to play Ultimate again. When that is I don't know. But there's got to be that day sometime...