A day at Cocoa Beach

Friend and author Susan May Warren is visiting for a few days before we head over to Orlando for a writer's retreat, and the beginning of International Christian Retail Show.

Yesterday, we buzzed around town - unfortunately it's raining so we can't put the top down - and went over to Melbourne Beach, then up A1A to Cocoa Beach to Ron Johns, and walking in the sand.

It's been fun. We talk writing and MyBookTherapy, and about God and faith. How great Jesus is to us.

Then we stopped by my friend's who made a trailer for Love Starts With Elle. It's loading to You Tube as we speak. He made an animated Elle and we "converse."

Stay tuned for more on the trailer.

Beach

This morning, I sat on the beach as the sun claimed the day and thick waves crashed the shore.

A lovely memory

My sister posted some recent summer memories about our dad. Here are the pictures of her two oldest at the beach with Dad.

Dream Team and Sarah

After being out of youth ministry for a year now, I'm starting to pick up a few extra curricular activities.

One, I'm on a Tuesday night dream team. We set up in a corner of a local coffee shop and interpret dreams. One team member goes around with flyers telling shopees what we are about-sans the Christianese-and asks them if they have dreams they want interpreted.

We usually do 2- 3 a night, though we want to do more. But we end up ministering to the people because God shows up. Gasp. Big surprise. Not.

It's fun because people have some weird, disturbing dreams and we are able to debunk the mystery. The sigh of relief on their faces is cool.

I'm also back working with Sarah two hours a week. My friend Ted works for Sarah and her mom, Helen. It's a very long story, but Sarah checked out of life about forty years ago as a teen.

She's smart and clever, but her mind is just some place else most of the time. When I went over to today to pick her up to take her down to the beach, she did remember me.

At first she kept tell me to go away and calling me a "little sh--" but she got over it. I just talk to her and try to draw her out.

I said, "Sarah, if you were writing a book, what would you write about?"

"The beach." We were driving by the beach at the time.

"Good. What about the beach?"

"I don't know?"

"Is there a girl on the beach?" I asked.

" Yeah. A girl."

"What's she doing?"

"I don't know."

"Is she walking, swimming..."

"Yeah, swimming, playin the in the water."

"Is there a boy on the beach?"

"Yeah, yeah."

And so it went. She's interesting to hang out with, scary at times because she's not overly fond of clothes.

But, you know, I think she was truly happy to see me. She was smiling as we walked on the beach and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

Made me think more of my James 2 revelation from yesterday.

I know I promised a "Behind The Scenes" with Lost In NashVegas. I'll do part 2 tomorrow.

Blessings!