July 19 – “I’m a nut … eight”

Mitch missed relays yesterday His exercise was just delayed Load the trailer was his chore Mitch stuffed, Marcus closed the door   Breakfast came on our last day Last goodbyes all had to say Flashes, clicks, camera frenzy Last camp day is at an end-zy   What a picture of the church Came when Cheyenne's stomach hurt Santa Rosa hospital Checked to make sure she got well   Trio friends said, "If we may," "We're coming.  We're Car Liss Chey" Meanwhile Seaside went to pray Lubbock said come here to stay   Hit McDonald's, then the road Then the hail just dumped a load "God's throwing snowballs," was Mike's take But God stopped soon for our sake   As we neared to Lubbock town Lightning, thunder, clouds abound Circled up, on top, beneath We arrived by the skin of our teeth   One last night of sleep away Now to G-town our course lay This was one adventure true And we, like Jesus, sure love you.   Father, your awesomeness is beautiful and terrifying at the same time.  Amen.