Bunches of Grapes

"This is how my Father shows who He is - when you produce grapes, when you mature as My disciples..." John 15:8

We're here, after a long drive through scattered rain, bathroom breaks, a short shopping spree, Mexican food and countless questions (are we there yet). We arrived at the familiar turn off Camp Allen road, the welcome sign bearing our name "Joni and Friends Family Retreat."

J, K and I arrived only a few moments before the truck from the office arrived. We had enough time to check-in to our rooms and go back to the main building to help unpack. the heat, the endless stream of boxes, the assembly of clown racks, shelves and hanging up all the clothes quickly wore us out in the formidable humidity. This year with the Clown School addition, we have taken over the entire front room.

I had to marvel looking around at the hundreds of hats and costumes. Bunches and bunches of His grapes - squeezed - to be made into the happiness and joy of His love - accepted, revered, honored and delighted in. The next two weeks are going to be some kind of FUN!!!