So we just arrived in the beautiful town of Manti, UT and we're awaiting the arrival of our friends from The Movement Church and Shadow Mountain. The weather is close to perfect and the air is calm. We got our tents set up without any issues and Daddy Mark worked his magic with his extension cords and internet hook ups. There's so many recreational things to do here! Baseball field, a big playground, basketball courts, volleyball nets, horseshoes, and a welcoming veranda with picnic tables. We'll post some pictures soon.
As I sit here in the shade and look around at the sun peeking out from amongst the peaceful trees, I hear the serene sounds of children playing, a basketball entertaining two guys, the birds singing, and the trees whispering sweet hellos to us people here in the mountainous valley. The streets are quaint and the houses are beautifully structured with a brick colonial feel. As relaxing and enjoyable this placid little town may seem, I am embraced with an unwelcoming chill as I peek over my shoulder to see the upper towers of the Mormon Temple creeping above the tall cedars, and am stiffly reminded of the battle approaching us; the enemy lines closing in around us like the calm before the storm.
There is an invisible war swarming around us and it's too early in the combat to rest knowing the enemy is fleeting. But praise God that He is the Victor and all victory lies in His hands!
Well, we're off to Wal-Mart to get some goods. Pray for the Lord to move us out of the way so He may be Mighty! Talk soon!
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