Darco and I finally got an amazing nights rest last night, after a wonderful date night.
We took Saturday night off from the world and checked out our friends brewery being built in Kansas City, enjoyed some incredible pizza at Leo’s, and enjoyed Cloudy With A Chance Of Meatballs 2. It was a great evening.
This morning started all over. We got our free coffee at Dunkin Donuts for National Coffee Day and headed to MoVal.
MoVal was my sanctuary since I’ve returned to this area a few years ago. I wasn’t welcomed at my home church and moved on. At MoVal I witnessed Darco get baptized, many, many good meals, became a member of the church, and was recently married in this tiny little building.
MoVal is no longer safe.
There has been sickness, injury, death, sorrow, grief, sadness, and more just in the past two weeks. Unfortunately it involves very delicate topics. It’s put me in an unfamiliar position. My priority is God first, family second. I have to protect my wife, and see what God wants for us. Currently, I’m just not sure what to do.
It makes me angry, in a humbling way, that there really is no safe zone in this world. Spiritually, our sanctuary isn’t in a physical form, but it’s still rough knowing that in the world we’re always on the run.