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Would you believe me if I told you our church sent us away today because there were TOO MANY volunteers? (Either that or they didn't like Rodney's camo.) I guess that's a good problem. And I guess that says something about the passion of our church.

Plan B? 15-mile bike ride. It was gorgeous (even when we were off-roading, dodging trees that had fallen in the pathway). As we stopped on the bridge and looked down at the Cumberland, I couldn't help but think about how the same river that was calmly flowing beneath my feet was the same river that tore through our city and left all this destruction. I soooo do not have the answers for why some lose it all and others are spared. Lots on my mind tonight where that river is concerned.