This was one of the first things I saw in our neighborhood and I said to the family, "awesome we have a bread store at the end of our block!" Arch just shook his head and said, "that's not a bread store, it's the bread of life - a church."

Yesterday the doorbell rang and Lucy and I thought who could be coming to our door? So we answered it and guess who it was? The Jehovah's witnesses. Two women started rambling on in French and we let them go for a good few minutes and then I said "Parlez vous anglais?" Non, was her answer, but then she took out a book that in English said, "I know you and I don't speak the same language, but we speak the same language in God." It then asked if we wanted someone who spoke English to come back. Lucy gave her the two thumbs up and said "we go to church, so I think we're all good here." And we all smiled and nodded and off they went.