February 19 – “Heading north …ish”

Cardiac rehab came first, of course.  Well, right after our individual quiet times.  Chris headed for the exercise room.  I hit the keyboard.  No, not to practice playing piano.  That would be a horrible sound.  I mean the computer keyboard to get the blog done and posted.  Gotta get another day recorded for posterity.  As soon as Chris got home, though, we loaded up the car and headed north … ish.  The ultimate goal was Waco.  This was to be the trip we didn’t get to take because of snow and ice a few weeks ago.

 

First stop was in League City.  Or maybe it was Webster.  I don’t know.  I get those nearby Texas places all mixed up in my mind.  It was wherever the James Avery dealership is located.  We stopped in to pick up Chris’ charm bracelet that we dropped off the other day.  I’m still not sure why it takes a whole day or two to just stick two charms on a bracelet.  Seems like they could do that while you wait on the day you bring it in, and let you leave with it.  But apparently, they clean it and shine it up or something as well.  Anyway, it looked good.  Still fit and all.

 

Next we headed on toward Waco … ish.  Made it as far as Buc-ees when we got the call.  Or text, actually.  See, Buc-ees was the turning point, the point of decision, the point of no return.  Well, maybe not that drastic.  It was the point where we had to make a decision.  Would we continue on to Waco?  Would we veer off course and head into … Round Rock?  And why would we head into Round Rock, anyway?  Questions, questions.

 

Well, the text from Josh came.  Zakary’s basketball team had just won their semi-final game in the Round Rock tournament.  They played against a large private school out of San Antonio.  They were down by two with just thirteen seconds left in the game.  And one of their sharpshooters let fly with a three-point prayer.  And it went in.  They stunned the San Antonio bunch with a one-point victory.  Wow.  Exciting stuff.  Best part about it, though, was that it gave us enough time to head straight to the venue and see the championship game. 

 

Zak played really well in the finals.  In fact he was never taken out of the game.  I’m not sure how many he scored, but he had a few beautiful assists, and his defense against the opponent’s best ball-handler was amazing.  In the end … the good guys just didn’t have quite enough left in the tank after that emotional win in the morning.  They ended up losing by about ten.  Still, that placed them second overall in the tournament.  Not too shabby a showing for the boys from Waco.  We were really proud of you guys.  You showed a lot of heart. 

 

After the game we jumped in the car and headed for Waco … finally.  We did make a stop in Temple at a Whataburger for some sustenance.  Good thing, too.  It had gotten dark by this time, so we needed to switch drivers.  Chris doesn’t do well at night with  her cataracts, so that’s my time to shine behind the wheel.  Actually, all I had to do this time was follow Josh.  Oh, and avoid a few 18-wheelers.  There was that …

 

Hebrews 12:14 says, “Make every effort to live in peace with everyone and to be holy; without holiness no one will see the Lord.”

Father, thank you for our safe trip to Waco by way of Round Rock.  And thank you for the effort and good sportsmanship Zak’s team showed.  Bless them for that.  Amen.