A bit of light relief…
On Sunday, I saw the Olympic Torch. Not in the streets, but in someone’s house. One of the people who had carried it that day called around to the house where I was.
Ever the opportunist, I asked if she would come to Beaver Scouts the next day and she did. A room of 6-8 year old boys who were unbelievably noisy, worse than they had ever been, were suddenly transformed into an uncanny silence and an almost religious devotion as they each got a chance to touch it.
Rebecca, 14, let me take her picture with the torch and her dad said I could post it to the 95th most popular Christian blog. So here it is!