Hap's New Haircut

Lest you think that a mission trip is all work and no play, you would be WRONG! And I've got the pictures to prove it!


After the youth led worship last night, they gave Hap a haircut. He had been letting his hair grow so that they had a little something to work with, since his hair is fairly short usually. 


I could describe with words what went down ... but it would be best to let the pictures do the talking ...

(I'm a fan of the "front fringe!")

THEN ... Bob's daughters got HIM in on the act!

And just WAIT until you see pics from our night at the WILD HORSE SALOON! Let's just say there was line-dancing involved. (Pics to follow in the AM.)


It was REALLY nice to have a break this evening from our regular routine--breakfast at 6:30AM, work sites by 8:30AM, bag lunches at noon, and back to the church around 4:00PM. 
This has been a looooong (but EXCELLENT!) week!  


G'night!

Cindy's Pics

Here some of Cindy's best pics...

And you can CLICK HERE to see more. 

Ann's pics from the week

Here are some pics Ann took of the work this week...

And just click here to see more!

Tommy's Shirt!

One of the mission trip traditions is to get a Presbyterian Disaster Assistance t-shirt as a keepsake (AND to be used as RECRUITING TOOLS for future trips!). 

Tommy decided to make it even more special by getting all 43 members of our group to sign it! 

Here it is ...

Youth Led Worship

This evening, the youth led the worship. And I suppose, if I had to use one word to describe the evening, it would be moving.


First, the youth performed a skit that can also be found on youtube.com. It's a silent skit performed to a song and it describes a person--while being tempted by the bad influences of the world--who keeps her eyes focused on God, who is always calling to us and reaching out for us. 


Then we had a discussion about the temptations the grown- ups faced when they were young. Then several youths stood up and personally testified to the temptations they face. Sometimes they succeeded; other times, they failed. 


It was a night of vulnerability and tears and love and forgiveness. It was a night that drew the group even closer together. And it was a night of many Kleenexes.