September 21 – “Trip journal day one”

Our Waco journey actually began with a stop at the central fire station in Galveston.  I went to pick up a shirt, and we were able to watch a little bit more of the training going on.  Then we had to stop off at my rheumatologist’s office in Houston to pick up the next shipment of Celebrex from the company that makes it.  They are providing it to me for free since our insurance company refuses to pay for it.  It really didn’t take long, so we were back on the road fairly quickly.  That is until we got onto 290 north of Houston.  An 18 wheeler had overturned at Beltway 8, and traffic was backed up for miles.  It took about an hour for us to get through, but once we did, the rest of the trip was fairly smooth sailing.  We did stop for lunch at a Whataburger in College Station.  Didn’t see Johnny Football, though. 

We arrived in Waco around 3:30, and Zak and Caleb took us on a tour of their new church.  We passed by their recreation building, and the boys told us in awed, hushed tones that that was “THE CENTER.”  They said, “It has a swimming pool in there … and a basketball field … and a bunch of other stuff.  The rest of the tour was not quite as dramatic, but it was interesting nonetheless.  Columbus Avenue is kind of an architectural mix between a God church that makes you want to look up in awe, and a Jesus church that makes you want to look around you and experience the people.  It was an odd configuration with stained glass windows surrounding semicircle of pews that kind of said look around you … at God.  I know.  My philosophy of church architecture is kind of strange.  We ended the day by spending some time talking to Robert and Melinda before heading to bed. 

And it began to rain.

Psalms 112:2 says, “His children will be mighty in the land; the generation of the upright will be blessed.”

Father, help our children take their place as mighty ones.  Amen.