the story thus far...

mission trips are funny things. when you go on a mission trip, you expect God to do great things in your life and in the lives of the people to whom you will minister. you expect God to give you safe travel and to keep you and yours from physical harm.

so far, God has kept up his end of the bargain and for that we are grateful.

sunday 0600 -
we left FBC bright-eyed and bushy tailed (or at least, awake). we stopped to gas up the church van, and, noticing the tires on the pork chop were low, decided that the tires would be fine until we stopped for gas. thirty or so minutes later, we had a full-out flat tire (avoiding a blowout!), and had to stop in slidell to purchase a new tire.

sunday 1000 -
we finally can leave slidell, 3 hours behind schedule, with two fresh tires, full bellies (thanks to mcd's), and a new lease on life (or maybe a bank note)

sunday 1400 -
lunch in montgomery, al. making good time, but still behind schedule

sunday 2200
we finally arrive at 120 greengate drive (home!) for a good, home-cooked meal. we decide to crash in columbia, sc, and drive to myrtle beach monday morning.

monday . . .