Will Berry If Found

It's a very windy Sunday here in Breckenridge, seems appropriate on Pentecost (Acts 2:1-3). So thankful that God has made His home in us as believers, by the indwelling of the Holy Spirit, thanks to Christ's death on our behalf.

It was also SUPER windy while white water rafting yesterday - but we still had so much fun, and are all rather sore today. One of the guides told us that because of the wind we ended up paddling 10 times more then on a calm day. In the picture I'm toward the back right, with the yellow helmet and sunglasses (that was the first time I've worn a wet suit, quite flattering).

Our guide, Will is pictured on the back left. Let me tell you a story about him. So, I momentarily forgot that his name was Will and was seated near a red bag (I'm assuming it had rescue/safety gear inside) that said, exactly like this:

Will Berry

If Found

Return to Noah's Ark Rafting Co.

Well, I proceeded to have a long and loud conversation about how Berry was spelt wrong because that's a fruit, and how it should be "Bury". It's curious to me why someone should bury this bag when they found it, and then how that someone would return a buried bag to the rafting company. And then, all of a sudden, it hits me that "Will Berry" is the guide's full name and I've been (unintentionally!!) making fun of him this whole time. Oops! :)

Hope you're having a lovely Sunday!