All in the group were given the same words and had 5minutes to put them in a little story.
Boots, cup, picture, Javelina(sort of an Arizona wild pig), necklace
J.B. sat back with his boots propped up on the railing of the porch, cup in hand, enjoying the picture perfect morning. Then he spotted it. It was his daughter's necklace glittering in the bright morning sun. He ventured off the porch to retrieve it. To his amazement he saw Javelina tracts leading up to it and then tracks retreating in another direction. It looked like the beast had returned the lost item. His daughter's bedtime prayers had been for its return. God works in mysterious way.
