Sunday, January 24, 2010

The Blacks

One of the only things we didn't like about Germany is that every summer we had to say goodbye to our best friends.  We figured when we moved back to the States, that wouldn't be so frequent an occurrence.  Our best friends here in Minot were the Blacks and they weren't military.  In fact, Vince was a pastor at our church, so we were safe, right?  Pretty sure you've figured out where this is going.  The Blacks were called by God to plant a church in Ft. Collins, Colorado, and they left at the beginning of October.  I took these photos at their going-away picnic.  Before now, I don't think I realized why I hadn't blogged these yet.  Kind of emotional.  I trust that God has a bigger purpose for this family than simply being our friends in Minot.  We love these kiddos.


So, on our way back from our Colorado vacation, we stopped for two days in Ft. Collins...of course.


4 comments:

Addy said...

In that first picture what is up with my mouth? I look very strange...

Vince said...

now, why you have to go and do that? rub it in that we don't have any friends here. thanks a lot.

we miss you all too (cue Extreme) - more than words.

Kirsten said...

Yes, I cried... are you happy now?

M. said...

that makes two of us, Kirsten. Nope, doesn't really help.