February 21 – “Belgian Waffles”

I knew today was going to be interesting.  We went down to the continental breakfast at the hotel.  They had quite a spread.  Fruit.  Cereal.  Biscuits and gravy.  Pastries of all kinds.  And my favorite hotel breakfast of all time – Belgian waffles.  The kind you make yourself by pouring the stuff in a cup and onto the iron, closing the iron, turning it upside down for whatever reason, and waiting until the built-in timer counts down two minutes.  But this particular waffle iron was special.  It made waffles in the shape of the state of Texas.    We had some time to kill before they reception.  We both read some in the books we brought.  I watched the end of one of the Die Hard movies.  We went by and saw Cailyn for a few minutes.  Then we decided to take a drive and see the town.  How long could it take, after all.  I knew this was a small town.  And I knew it was an interesting one last night when we met one of April's uncles.  He was wearing short pants and cowboy boots.  Well, in our little drive we ended up in another town altogether – Aransas Pass.  And on the way we saw such inspiring business establishments as Good n Crisp Chicken, the Hot Rod Café, and a kayak shop called Soggy Bottoms.  Great names.  And, yes, they had a WalMart.  We stopped at a Whataburger for a chocolate malt.  As we were trying to back out of our parking space, the traffic in the parking lot picked up.  A guy standing at the bed of the truck parked next to us started directing traffic for me until we could pull out.  As we waved our thanks, his buddy reached into an ice chest and showed us … a huge speckled trout.  Had to be 28 or 30 inches.  That's going to be a great meal.   The reception was kind of fun.  We met more of April's family.  Aunts and uncles and cousins, and she had no idea who some of them were.  The invitation said the party started at 1 and went until 7 pm.  We couldn't figure out why so long, even with a full meal.  Which was great, by the way.  Well, around 3:00 I heard April's grandmother tell someone, "We have the place until 7.  That way when most of the people start to leave we can play 42."   The trip home was blissfully uneventful.  We stopped and had a hamburger in Bay City with Chris' folks.  By 8:00 we were back in Omega Bay.  I don't know who was happier for us to be home, me or Scooter.  Let's just say he didn't argue about going outside.   Great names.  Philippians 2:9-11 says of Jesus: "Therefore God exalted him to the highest place and gave him the name that is above every name, that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, in heaven and on earth and under the earth, and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father."   Father, thank you for revealing a little more of what you are like by letting us hear your names.  Amen.