My sister was in town – with her husband.
From Oregon.
Saturday night we joined with the “crazy aunties”, another sister and a cousin for an uproarious time. The talking filled all the space in the room for all the time we had together.
Then Sunday we had three sets of pastors, their spouses and some of their families for dinner. We talked about knowing yourself, church and God. As though they were not work related but rather life related!
And that was the weekend that was.
I’d do it over again in a heartbeat.
And yes, that type of weekend does make my heart beat!