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mission trip to the jersey shore, day 3


today has been a day of ups and downs.  we had a great day of work today, full of hanging doors, putting down ceramic door tiles, grouting, spackling, sanding, priming, and tons of yardwork, just to name some of what we did!  it felt really good to be extremely productive, even though temperatures reached upwards of 97 degrees here at the jersey shore!

but we also had to come to terms with the fact that we are leaving this job site and will be starting at two new job sites tomorrow.  we are bummed about this, but excited to see what tomorrow has in store!  we also had a great time this evening of discussing where we've seen God so far in this trip, and we finished the night with a great game of logo party, which included steve trying to act out the word "jazzercise," which you will see in the video below.  sorry about my cackling laughter.....we were having a pretty good time!


Austin gives the sanding work two thumbs up


Cheryl isn't sure which tool to use


Brenda and Mary are stuck in a hole


Eric is working that wall!


here's part of the floor that we've laid so far


Norm and bob the builder hand a door, with some necessary help!


Dr. Tom doing his chores


the yellow ladies (Pam, Mary, Shannon and Cheryl, l-r)


priming the wall


mary eating the primer


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