Tracie P and I spent the Labor Day 3-day Weekend with Mrs. and Rev. B and family in Orange, Texas, on the Louisiana border, where Tropical Storm Lee kept the skies gray and the ground wet most of the weekend.

The weather didn’t stop the kids from playing football here but we mostly stayed in and visited, as they say here in the South.

Tracie P and I are six months pregnant now and it was wonderful to watch the children on Saturday night as they listened to Baby P’s heartbeat with sister Misty’s stethoscope.

On Sunday night, we ate dinner at memaw and pepaw’s (Rev. B’s parents, both in their 90s now) and they talked to us about what it was like to raise children in their day.

Over the course of the long weekend, we talked a lot about the outreach program at Rev. B’s church and the many people here in East Texas (and elsewhere, in the U.S. and all over the world) who are facing seemingly insurmountable challenges as they work (or look for work) to feed and cloth their families.

Today — on Labor Day — I wanted to share the video above: I shot it yesterday at Rev. B’s services, where Sunday prayer always begins with a tune by one of my favorite songwriters, Irving Berlin.

Happy Labor Day, everyone…