Last night we had planned to gave a cookout & an informal service by the bonfire but as anyone who has ever been on one of these trios knows, things do not always go as planned. Just after the meal we began church and just after the singing a nasty storm blew up. We watched the clouds begin to swirl & rotate and quickly gathered everyone inside. People began scattering and we took those without a ride home as quickly as we could. Strangely enough the message Brian had prepared to deliver was titled "after the meal, the miracle of the storm".
