Life [Group] is Sweet

Every Wednesday in my sweet little town, 

there is a farmer's market

just up the street from my sweet little cottage.

And at this farmer's market,

there is routinely a food truck, serving up delicious treats.

Also on Wednesdays in this summer, 

my sweet little gaggle of "Life Group" women have been meeting for dinner, plus some good old-fashioned sharing and studying.

Our dinners are usually a communal effort;

we all swing in with an ingredient or two,

and then we stir things all together,

and whip up some kind of nourishing goodness.

But this week?

We headed to the food truck.

There were Greek inspired baskets,

and there were things made mainly of cheese.

[There was also pulled pork,

which was ultimately a no-brainer for me,

despite my love of all things Greek and all things cheese...]

Then we gathered ourselves up in my sweet little yard,

with a bottle of wine and jugs of cucumber water.

We shared the things on our lives and minds,

listening to and encouraging each other.

And then as the sunlight dimmed and the bugs came out to play,

we whisked open our Bibles and sought after Truth.

And it was all very very sweet, indeed.