well.

So I got in a bit of an accident yesterday.

I ran into a gate with the side of one our vans, trying to fit this monster van that I hate to begin with, into this narrow entrance (well, narrow in terms of comparison with the van) and in the end, the side window busted (it was sitting open, and I didn't notice) - tempered glass shatters, and then crackles...anyone know that? Well, Josh does.

He was sitting right beside the window when it shattered. Thankfully, he's fine. We all are. The gate is even fine. Well, the van's not so happy. Nice scratch on the side of the van, and no window. I hate moments like that, where everything you should have done differently flies through your mind. And then you have to fess up. I felt like I had to call my Dad and tell him that I broke his favorite...I don't know, fill in the blank. Kinda reminds me of the time I was mowing the lawn, and drove over a couple rocks that I didn't see...and the result was having to buy a new motor. Or the time I backed out our driveway, and randomnly got this piece of rope wrapped around the side mirror...and ripped it off. Unfortunately, it wasn't just a simple repair...turns out motorized side mirrors cost a lot...and have to be shipped in.

Anyways, we gave it a couple of hours, and then I called DeLynn and let him know. I told him, "I got into a bit of an accident with the van. No other cars, just the van and a gate." His response? "Is the gate okay?" Ha.

Why do things like this happen two days before 100 people are to arrive?

Last night we had a really good night, though. We took four hours, and worshipped, and prayed for each one of the staff. So, we prayed for 22 people in total...and I feel like the summer has now officially started. Here we go...