A day at CBX... A long, hard, good, holy, sweet day.
I love this place because I get to tell kids, "Yes, you do get to take your crafts home!" and see surprised and satisfied faces.
I get to see huge young men carry small gangly boys on their shoulders.
I get to hear little voices raise in praise, "Hallelujah grace like rain falls down on me."
I get to see staff broken and yet put together at the same time.
I get to see my children understand how sin breaks, and Christ restores.
I get to see the body of Christ function.
I get to see hope.
I get to see how I am so like my shoes in need of constant cleansing.
I get to participate in the place God has put me.