Today, a dog chased me, nipping at my feet while I ran until a neighbor in her car yelled at it. I won't be running down that road again...if I remember which one it is. We watched the parade go past our home while sitting in the truck bed eating breakfast. Bingo is happening this afternoon instead of tonight to give people a chance to do fireworks and stuff. The volunteer firefighters had a potluck lunch they invited us to before bingo started. It was tasty. They had a drawing for a couple folding chairs, and of all the people who had a ticket, I won. I'm not sure what I'll do with it when we leave, but for now, it makes a lovely seat while I type. It's a bit better than the floor with a chunk of carpet roll on it. By the way, we don't have to use internet in the closet anymore. Joe, one of the volunteer firefighters, our main man in this building, hooked up the internet to our sleeping room. Tonight we're going to the Charleston Youthworks site to have a cookout with our buddies there, then to watch the fireworks over the river.
I'd like to end with my site director's theory on fireflies. He and his friend came up with this while porch sitting in Kansas. The theory is that a firefly's entire purpose is to create a masterpiece of light throughout it's life. We can only see one flash at a time, but God doesn't exist within time. So, to Him, each firefly creates this ongoing piece of art that is all connected and more beautiful than we can know.