The porch swing...

Here it is, our porch on a sunny Sunday afternoon, light filtering through the trees, and the ceiling fan making it's soft noise as it spins around and around. I'm making apple cake, and it makes the kitchen smell delicious. We're having our next door neighbors over for cake and ice cream tonight. They're a very nice Lebanese Christian family.

We went to our first church today. Sigh. Now begins the great church hunt. Again... We were spared that last year. We knew of a good, solid church in the area, so we went there immediately, and we didn't look around. It was nice not to have to do that. But this time around, there are a million good churches in our area. You can't throw a rock without hitting a church. They're everywhere. Though I admit, there aren't a lot of good churches with a rockin' contemporary service, so that limits us. We're going to miss that about Sovereign Grace of Fairfax. Sniff. I'll probably write about our feelings about churches and church hunting sometime, but I'm not feeling ready to write a nuanced post that manages to convey the struggle without offending anyone, so I will wait on that. =)

My timer's going off. Cake is ready! Big hugs to all of you.