My small group had a halloween party of which I thought would be hokey. Maybe it was hokey, but I thoroughly enjoyed myself. We were considering not having small group this year, but I'm so glad we persevered. Our Thursday night gatherings are delightful. I looked around at how cozy everybody was; they body language and the conversation is relaxed and real.
R prepared a feast, and I feasted a little too hard. We had a costume contest: Z won with his Darth Vader get up. We told the scariest story that happened to us. We then completed a story. My finish the tale was the lamest. One lady wrote a limerick about a demented santa claus. One guy lampooned the election ads. Two were scary. It was so much fun. I missed N, but he's busy adventuring in Germany. God is good.
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