I was pleasantly surprised to see a photo from the Festival of our pastor telling stories to children as the city's current FB cover photo. We aren't a huge church, but a large percentage of us volunteered to make a huge event happen, and every bit counts. The family that did most of the planning came as the Avengers, even the baby. Every week one of them runs a stay-and-play at church for infants to preschoolers in the community, and sometimes they have only eight volunteers with up to about 200 attendees. It's like a couple of loaves of bread to feed a multitude. It reminds me that God will do the work and bless if we focus on Him, no matter what our abilities and numbers are.
I did have to prepare Naomi beforehand in case some costumes would confuse or scare her. Naomi put her own costume together from her closet (if it looks familiar, she got those cowgirl accessories from her great aunt when she was two). I had a vintage blouse and velour blazer from my mom's closet, a red ribbon, and I glued some flowers to a hat for a Mary Poppins costume. I'm starting to show, so good thing I had an elastic skirt. We got Lucas a $7 dress-up chef shirt on sale. He looked at a hundred photos of costumes before he finally found one he liked. He wanted to be Diego again, but I wanted something new. So aside from Naomi's boots, which I would have bought for her anyway, we didn't spend much this year. It may be different next year, but we just felt like being resourceful this year. The funny thing is that I had a perfect umbrella for the costume, but when we got to the festival, Lucas was groggy so I decided to keep my hands free. A number of people couldn't figure out what I was until I said I had the umbrella in the car. The funniest story is that I had a camera out sometimes, and someone (a teenager) asked me if I was dressed up as a tourist! Oh well, it's the conundrum of being an Asian dressing up as a Caucasian.
I believe they counted a couple hundred visitors. I was in the toddler area for a while, and it was neat to talk to a couple non-Christian visitors who said they were impressed or grateful that we had this service for the community. They called it that--a service. Not just a fun event that we opened up to the public, but they understood that we were doing this for them, for God. The Korean church that uses our building joined us in providing free food for everyone (everything from pancit to meatballs to baked potatoes). I have been so encouraged by how many other churches and organizations our church partners with while maintaining our own goals and vision.
Naomi played with her friend most of the night, Lucas was a little tired at first, and I was in the toddler area for an hour, so it was different from years past where it was more of a family bonding time for us. We made up for that the next couple of days with our first weekend in ages with just the four of us. Manny had some quality time with Lucas on Saturday while I did the same with Naomi. Then we came together for a nice afternoon and family dinner. On Sunday, we heard a message on the meaning of the resurrection and had baptisms. There were two in the first service and two in ours. I think we see about that many every three to four weeks. I love hearing the various testimonies from people from all ages, backgrounds, and walks of life but end up in the same place. During one that was bilingual (in English/Spanish), the fire alarm went off, but there was no apparent danger and they just continued undeterred. :) Maybe one thing we could use prayer for is how we could plug in more effectively and consistently. It's easier for the females than the males, perhaps, and while the church is continually growing in numbers and diversity, we don't always have as much in common with the current main demographic. But still, it's our church family, and we love the warmth, genuineness, and different gifts of the people there. There are hands, eyes, feet, etc. all being themselves but working together, which is really something.

