Just said good-bye to the 8!!! neighborhood kids who came to our house to dye eggs. We fed them some yummies and sat them around the table with 8 cups of dye. They had to share the colors and a good time was had by all. I spoke to them for approximately 3 minutes about the real meaning of Easter...about how much they were ready to listen to. Despite the fight that broke out in front of our house afterwards, it was a blessing. Really it was only a shouting match that we quickly took in hand. We feel blessed by the turnout and the reception of the "event". It was a good next step in ministry to the families that line our street.