Jek and Louise's Wedding

 The lovely bridesmaids--well, some of them--and the radiant bride.

 Four family members, trying not to look frozen.

 "Whew! Done with those photographs. It's almost time for the ceremony."

 "We'd better walk fast."

 Putting the finishing touches on the bride's cake.

 A fish eye view of the reception preparations.

 A couple of celebs who dropped in.  Or maybe just the brother and aunt of the bride.

 The "auditorium" with the Dallas skyline in the distance. And is that a rainbow? Or just the sun.

 "Thirteen minutes and twenty-nine and a half seconds 'till she's mine!"

 So nobody will mix up the pink room and blue rooms.

 Last details on the stage.

 "It's stressful being the best-looking man at the wedding. Always have to look around me for paparazzi."

 Is that mommy offering a monetary enticement to the littlest flower girl?

 Here comes the beautiful bride..............................

 "Oh well, I didn't need all that veiling, anyway. Just keep it out of the lake, please."

 "My beloved is mine, and I am his."

The couple's love for the Lord and desire to serve Him was spoken of by several.
And their love for each other!

 "Here, honey, this shawl will warm you up a little until Jek can take over at keeping you warm."

 "They're man and wife. To the inside where it's warm!!" 

But the temperatures notwithstanding, there was a lot of laughter at this wedding.

Let me at that second table with all the Filipino food.  (The author :-D)

 The finished bride and groom's cakes. Tastefully done.

 The table of honor (my table) with the happy couple. I can almost smell those flowers still.

 THE PROPOSAL caught on video.

 The Shoe Game. Louise knows her answer, but Jek is treading carefully.

Oh, look at little Jek. Is he cute, or what?

 But not as cute as Louisie on top of Chimney Rock.

 "Jekris Certeza!!"

"We did it!"
Jek and Louise, may the Lord greatly bless your union,
 and use it to build His Kingdom for eternity in a wondrous way!
We love you!

Last Set of Adventures in South Africa

 Fragrant frangipani at Frontline Fellowship.

 Campers listening to Paul at camp sponsored by Cape Times.

 "If you follow Jesus, you will turn from your sins."

 Non-talking heads of Fish Hoek

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 The lovely Mrs. Ross, returned missionary, taking us out to lunch.

 The lunch special--prawns, calamari, and chicken, with rice and veggies, about $5, as I recall.

One of many Cape Town markets.

 Museum of Natural History, a tribal lady figure on display.

 Motionless baboon guardians of the neighborhood. At least I hope they don't move.

 The Gold Museum; a lady wearing gold shades.

 "Thank you for your message." Downtown street evangelism near a train station.

 Camps Bay, the most expensive real estate in South Africa.

 Sneaking a kiss during family game night.

Josh showing his prowess in communication with Bible Guesstures.

 On my way home, rejoicing.

The Young 'uns

 Best cousin buds.

 "Hey, let me see if I can reshape your face to my satisfaction."

 "Giddyap back there. We'll be late for something."

 Out for an afternoon joyride with Danielito at the wheel. 

Traffic congestion ahead.

 The Lone Ranger rides again, astride his trusty steed, Spot..

The official taster doing her duties. One of these days I'll learn not to turn my camera sideways to take pictures.

 "You think I'm giving him back? Ha."

 " Two are better than one ...For if they fall, the one will lift up his fellow:"  

 "And help me to grow up strong and tall like Uncle Paul. Amen."

 Mary admiring the littlest member of the family.

Great Commission Camp from a Visitor's Perspective

 Here are the campers, filling out those forms that take such deliberation and consultation.

"Who are your heroes?" "Uh, Peter Hammond? That would be a good political move."

Not to mention previously filled out forms: 

"Why did you decide to come to camp?" Answer: "To raise the IQ level."

 While the adults discussed tough spiritual situations, finding Scriptural principles to apply.

 And I admired the mottoes on the wall of the tent. 

This afternoon when I went into a local auto here store to find a car seat cover; 

there were five employees standing around gabbing. One was bragging about his Playboy mag 

instead of (any of them) offering to help their only customer; so I decided my business would go elsewhere, 

and walked out. Fixed them!

 I wandered around camp, admiring the facilities, the only permanent buildings on the campus. 

Quite nice, actually. Just don't spend too much time primping in here, 

or you might end up with a penalty of laps for being late to breakfast. 

(Names mercifully left unpublished, to protect the guilty :-D)

Meanwhile the ladies caught up on news, 

and I went out to the car and read “Babylon's Ark”. 

This is the story of an animal hugger from South Africa who flew to Iraq

 to rescue the starving animals in the Baghdad Zoo, and then in Saddam's private zoo.

But all kidding aside, GCC was time well spent for eternity, I believe. 

 Much learned and practiced for the advancement of God's Kingdom.