Breakfast and lunch turned into a regular experience in itself. There we were, gathered together with the Huntley’s and the Winkles. Always a recipe for … something!
We had plenty of time to talk in depth about many things. Of course, paramount in our minds was our upcoming journey North to Alaska. Come on now. How many of are humming that tune right now? How many will have the song stuck in your head for a week, at least?
“North, to Alaska. We’re goin’ north, the rush is on.”
That wasn’t the only thing we talked about, though. For some wild and insane reason, we talked for hours - at least - on that burning, trending, hot topic … how best to fall down stairs. We left the final word to that bastion of integrity, the Harvard Medical Review. Yes, sports fans, they actually had a rather extensive article on the topic. I would share their insight with you, but their list was eleven or twelve items long. Seriously.
Well, last night was the culmination of the trip - the ultimate reason for our journey into Texas. Baseball night in Arlington. The Texas Rangers were playing host to none other than the Houston Astros. It was an incredibly close game, but the good guys came through. Actually it was one particular good guy. Yordan Alvarez hit two home runs. And he came up to bat in the top of the ninth and was walked intentionally, or it might have been three. Oh! And I almost forgot. None of us fell down the stairs, so we didn’t have to try out our newfound Harvard-driven knowledge. Go Astros!
2 Corinthians 9:7 says, Each person should do as he has decided in his heart — not reluctantly or out of necessity, for God loves a cheerful giver.
Father, thanks for the safety you granted us driving to the ball game and back. Amen.
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