It's small town America. Mayberry was a metropolis by comparison. We are more like Green Acres, without the talking pig. Three elected members make up the town council. The town council decides which one of them will be Mayor. That's how I became First Lady of Indiahoma. A post office, a school, a cafe and the Indy Superette, but no police. There are six churches and no bars.
School starts next week; the Church of Christ had an idea to have a Back to School Bash, a collaboration of all the town churches. Together the Church of Christ, the Methodists, the Baptists, the Mennonites, the Assembly of God and the Peace Congregational Church planned and executed the 1st annual Backpacks of Love schools's-about-to-start-so-let's-celebrate block party.
The street that runs between the school and the Church of Christ was blocked off, making a large and safe area to party in. Two bouncy houses, a dunking tank (in our HOT weather, people were fighting to be in the tank), water balloon volleyball, face painting, water gun and water bomb area, snow cones, hot dogs, lemonade, cupcakes, cookies and of course back packs full of school supplies. Every child got one, from pre-K to seniors.
Kids running and getting wet, laughter, chatter, meeting new people, wind blown trash deserting the party, clouds gathering in the sky (we pray for rain), a beautiful rainbow decorates the sky, people stay and stay and stay.
From my grandson's backpack:
~ 1 Timothy 4:12
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