Yesterday
we went to Cailyn’s birthday party. It
was a new experience for us. Not the
birthday party. We have been to a few of
those. It was the venue that was
unfamiliar. Place called Urban Air
Trampoline and Adventure Park. To give you
an idea of the size, it was basically an old gutted Home Depot. In the place of tools and lights and
appliances were things like trampolines, climbing walls, go carts, and even a
zip line. They even had rooms set aside
for birthday party headquarters. We
picked up the four LaMarque boys. Little
sister Noa was sick with the flu. They
most assuredly had a good time. There were
kids everywhere. That did make it quite
difficult to keep up with a certain three-year-old who, though quite shy at
first, found himself – in spite of himself – climbing and sliding and having a
lot of fun. Pretty amazing to create a
space that can do all that. Way to go,
whoever Mr. Creative was …
Well,
I see by my Alaska-generated Moose Calendar (A gift from a Seasider with a daughter who lives there) that today
is finally departure day for the cruise in the opposite direction to the Panama
Canal. We are supposed to be crawling
onto the ship by 1:30, so that means I still have to go to work this
morning. So right after church we will
be hightailing it straight to the terminal.
I’m not sure about the ship’s WiFi or internet, so posts for the next
few weeks may be spotty at best. Hang in
there, though. I’ll eventually get the
word out about this massively Southern journey.
2
Corinthians 7:10 says, “Godly sorrow
brings repentance that leads to salvation and leaves no regret, but worldly
sorrow brings death.”
Father,
would you go with us on this trek? Hate
to leave home without you. Amen.
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