Pictures of the 24/7 House of Prayer

The Burning Bush

Haley after an all nighter in the Prayer House

Peter in the 24/7 prayer room

Sunday night closing worship

Jered in the 24/7 prayer room

Carey worshiping

Maureen resting after a long shift in the house

The "Who is God?" room

Kiwi, Maria Joao, and Joanna

Marty and Zaca leading worship for Christian Surfers

Maureen, Emily, Alana, and Jered Friday night opening worship

Be Blessed and Pray like your life depended on it.

Why Do Things Go Wrong?

You know I just can't figure out what I'm doing wrong sometime. This evening I wrote the most beautiful and graphic blog (you'll have to take my word on this one because I don't want to write it all over again) It was about the kids going down to the beach and catching octopus with the Graf children and us cooking it up and eating it. Well then when I post it on my blogsite, it's not there. I mean the picture are there but the words are gone except the last few. I hate that!
Between Facebook, e-mail, blogs, text messages, linked-in, web sites, and news letters, it feels like I'm spending as much time talking about what were doing as doing it and when I spend all that time putting our life out there and then it doesn't work...AHHHHHH!, is all I can say. So just look at the octopus pictures from the post before, and pretend the words are there. Oh and still, Be Blessed.
(Here's a one more Octopus pic. Isn't my girl brave)

Fresh from the Oceans of Portugal to Our Dinner Plate

This morning the Graf kids and my children went down to the beach for awhile to get out of the house before it started raining. (The Graf's have been living with us for the last week while they look for a house to live in when they move here.) So the kids headed out and about an hour later the door buzzer rings, Sydney cosme running in to grab a bucket for the octopus and star fish that they've caught. You might remember that Noah caught an octopus by hand last year at one of the sea pools. And then again two weeks ago he caught another one. This would be his third. I hadn't let him keep them up to this point, but some of the Portuguese men suggested we cook it the next time we catch one. So when they came dragging back in with a bucket full of starfish and octopus I figured why not, let's cook it up tonight.So that's what we did. We slapped it onto the cutting board and we all went "Ewwww" as Laina cut that little sucker up (it was much smaller than the last one Noah caught), then we threw it into some garlic butter and cooked it for an appetizer. Fresh Octopus, swimming in the ocean at 12:00 on your plate at 20:00. Not everyone was sold on the idea of eating it, but in the spirit of adventure everyone, except the boys, gave it a shot.And you know what? It was GOOOOOD! I mean really good. Sure it was slightly chewy, but not gross. Very much like fried squid in the texture. We had a great time eatting the bounty of the ocean that the Lord provided through our kids. And had some fun taking picture of our wild tribe. If your coming this way let me know and I'll send down the kids to catch you a fresh one and we'll throw it on the B-B-Q.Be Blessed and Eat Fresh (That's real see food)