December BBQ

This post is somewhat "after-the-fact,"but I neglected to finish it in a more timely manner. Thus you shall read a little bit of history today.

Two Saturdays ago, my family and I enjoyed the fine hospitality of the Torreses, joining them, together with several other families, at their home for a magnificent meal of BBQ’d chicken and accompanying fixings. Partaking of the fellowship were the Vaughan, Manteufel, Botkin, and Sarratt families, as well as Michael Fowl.

Although I am often wont to voice my displeasure regarding the year-round warm weather of San Antonio, I must admit that there are times when a warm December day triumphs over my usual wintry preference. A December BBQ in New Jersey would be rather an impossibility, you know.

Mr. Torres commenced our day with Scripture reading and prayer, after which we repaired to conversation, Dutch Blitz, and volleyball. I chose volleyball as my primary activity for the day, and we played game after game (breaking momentarily for a delicious meal) until car headlights were called in to fend off the darkness.

Our day of fellowship was sweet, and the opportunity for godly interaction between families and friends most delightful. How good it is for Christians to commune one with another, be it in worship, work, or play. Many thanks to the Torres family for yet another day of Christian fellowship and hospitality.