Tuesday, February 28, 2017
Joy and Exhaustion
Amazing messages all day. Much to share. It is 10:28 now. Just got back from dinner with the Countryside folks. Need to be back at Grace before 7am. Will provide better updates ASAP.
Quantum Packet of Energy
Marv can only be described as packet of energy leading us through the crowds as we serpentine our way to a quick standing b-fast.
The drive in was OK. Some traffic. Parking was no problem. About to line up for our credentials.
Tuesday Morning
It is 5:51am here in California with Fernando Ortega playing on my iPod. Looking forward to the singing so very much. There are three of us that use notes and one of us that prefers the key of 'loud'.
Motivated by a combination nervous joy and excitement all four of us are stirring and getting ready.
Jason shared with me a book from Martin Lloyd-Jones.
Pointing me the profound section on providence. I started reading last night. Wonderful insights from the early 50s. Before I forget, I need to apologize to Lammy. She read the post from yesterday and found a typo I made. Seems I stated she 'dumped' in the front seat of the car. I meant to type "jumped". I am so sorry. It has been corrected.
Early this morning I scanned some of the posts from others attending. Of couple of the more interesting ones I have attached below.
Once everyone is up and dressed, I will get a photo of us all for an update.
Motivated by a combination nervous joy and excitement all four of us are stirring and getting ready.
Jason shared with me a book from Martin Lloyd-Jones.
Pointing me the profound section on providence. I started reading last night. Wonderful insights from the early 50s. Before I forget, I need to apologize to Lammy. She read the post from yesterday and found a typo I made. Seems I stated she 'dumped' in the front seat of the car. I meant to type "jumped". I am so sorry. It has been corrected.
Early this morning I scanned some of the posts from others attending. Of couple of the more interesting ones I have attached below.
Once everyone is up and dressed, I will get a photo of us all for an update.
Monday, February 27, 2017
LA Freeways
Once we crossed over into California we (Jason) fought the rain all the way into LA County.
One odd thing. In Banning we were driving in the center lane in order to avoid the slow downs from the off ramps. Outside the left side of the Prevost we heard a voice. I was startled and it took a moment to figure out what was happening. Turns out a highway patrolman was on his PA informing us to move to the far right lane. In California if you are towing you must be in that lane. Mark was sure this had nothing to do with our Texas license plates.
The rest of the way was easy in terms of traffic. But teeth rattling term of road smoothness. The staccato rhythm was not helpful to a less stressful navigation for Jason; Boom, rattle-rattle, boom, rattle-rattle.
Then we made it!
Lammy, Cornelius and Panther ran outside and were frolicking. So glad to be outside.
We got the car unhitched and Lammy jumped in the front seat. Silly Lammy!
The car was covered with an unacceptable level of dust and road grime we washed the windows and finished prepping the car for LA traffic in the morning.
About this time Jason's dad arrived, time to break out the brisket and ribs.
After getting all systems setup, we retreated to the Prevost and watched Justin Peter's presentation from Stange Fire.
Getting anxious now. Planning for the timing to arrive in the morning and the sessions to attend. We love all of you, with all we have and cherish your support in getting us here.
One odd thing. In Banning we were driving in the center lane in order to avoid the slow downs from the off ramps. Outside the left side of the Prevost we heard a voice. I was startled and it took a moment to figure out what was happening. Turns out a highway patrolman was on his PA informing us to move to the far right lane. In California if you are towing you must be in that lane. Mark was sure this had nothing to do with our Texas license plates.
The rest of the way was easy in terms of traffic. But teeth rattling term of road smoothness. The staccato rhythm was not helpful to a less stressful navigation for Jason; Boom, rattle-rattle, boom, rattle-rattle.
Then we made it!
Lammy, Cornelius and Panther ran outside and were frolicking. So glad to be outside.
We got the car unhitched and Lammy jumped in the front seat. Silly Lammy!
About this time Jason's dad arrived, time to break out the brisket and ribs.
After getting all systems setup, we retreated to the Prevost and watched Justin Peter's presentation from Stange Fire.
Getting anxious now. Planning for the timing to arrive in the morning and the sessions to attend. We love all of you, with all we have and cherish your support in getting us here.
Racing The Sun
We cut through I8 to Gila Bend. On the road, we looked back and caught the sun coming out past the mountains.
Seems the news of Shepherd's Conference has gotten out. The revenue enforcement officers were hiding everywhere.
Before we got to Gila Bend we noticed the amazing cacti we were awash in. There is also a growing dampness in the air. Rain is clearlying ahead.
Cornelius, Panther and Lammy were in trouble. We got them trying to sneak into the brownies fromy Mrs. Allen. Guess we should have fed them breakfast.
At Gila Bend we turned North and saw a clearly fake -news dinosaur fight. We are sending this photo to Answers in Genesis to address.
Pressured by our ID badges. They say Countryside... Mark busted open the 1 Corinthians commentary by JM, for a quick dorm room style cramming.
A few miles on the whines from the interlopers (Cornelius, Panther and Lammy) was too much and we stopped at a rest stop for brunch. We had Jason's ribs (aka: meat candy), 7 bean chili, frosted mini wheats (store brand), Mountain Dew, coffee and a can of NoS.
A bugged out into the rest stop for some art-tardy pics. Then I found ano earthen engraving that clearly meant Bible Believer.
Now for the pics.
About 100 miles from the California, we started to encounter some rain. Not too bad though.
We crossed the border while I was having a power nap. Won't be long now.
Seems the news of Shepherd's Conference has gotten out. The revenue enforcement officers were hiding everywhere.
Noticing the encouraging Danny Herman trucks we see on our way and the great scripture notes. We have captured two versions so far. Shootin to collect a full set before we return.
Before we got to Gila Bend we noticed the amazing cacti we were awash in. There is also a growing dampness in the air. Rain is clearlying ahead.
Cornelius, Panther and Lammy were in trouble. We got them trying to sneak into the brownies fromy Mrs. Allen. Guess we should have fed them breakfast.
At Gila Bend we turned North and saw a clearly fake -news dinosaur fight. We are sending this photo to Answers in Genesis to address.
Pressured by our ID badges. They say Countryside... Mark busted open the 1 Corinthians commentary by JM, for a quick dorm room style cramming.
A few miles on the whines from the interlopers (Cornelius, Panther and Lammy) was too much and we stopped at a rest stop for brunch. We had Jason's ribs (aka: meat candy), 7 bean chili, frosted mini wheats (store brand), Mountain Dew, coffee and a can of NoS.
A bugged out into the rest stop for some art-tardy pics. Then I found ano earthen engraving that clearly meant Bible Believer.
Now for the pics.
About 100 miles from the California, we started to encounter some rain. Not too bad though.
We crossed the border while I was having a power nap. Won't be long now.
Providence
As I write this it is 5:38am in Benson, Arizona. We have a pretty tight schedule that was under some jeopardy, but providence made known to us the mercy that is always around us. On our last update Mark was under the tutialage of our commander Jason (Go Navy) for his training on the helm of the Prevost. That was going very well, when our commander had to excuse himself to spend some quality time in the aft room of the Prevost. I moved into the right seat and caught some photos of the variegated mountains ahead.
Heading down one of the mountain pass' Jason was restored sufficiently to provide Mark with supplemental training on using the transmission for braking during long downhill sections. The vantage point allowed us to see the dusty haze that awaited us.
The road levelled out and we rolled into El Paso. Mark was doing well, except for his newfound dislike of HID headlights on bright???
For the next 590 miles across two state boarders, Mark held the helm. We had various chats on fuel mileage theology, and what, in fact was The Thing?
Some quick updates to our navigation calculation and fuel pricing on Waze convinced us of the need to stop for fuel. The tactical plan at this point was to continue on and get past rush hour in Phoenix. The parking lot of the Loves has these updated LED parking lot lamps. Two of them were flashing at seizure inducing stobe rates. Once fueled we noticed the very welcoming and open, pull-through parking slots. We were convinced and stopped for the night. Cornelius, Lammy and Panther were tucked in. By 12:30 local time we were working on sleep.
I slept like a stone. Mark had to decompress from the white line fever and was restless for some time. Jason kept thingIngram about the sound of the generator; 'is that muffler mount loose?'.. Eventually sleep captured us all.
The next morning Jason checked the tie downs for the car and aired up the right front tire on the car. We are on the road now with the sun just starting to reveal the days light behind us. Jason and Mark are discussing singing hymns at Yosemite forest and the surprising scope of the Grand Tetons. A blest day even with the ache we have in missing you all.
Heading down one of the mountain pass' Jason was restored sufficiently to provide Mark with supplemental training on using the transmission for braking during long downhill sections. The vantage point allowed us to see the dusty haze that awaited us.
The road levelled out and we rolled into El Paso. Mark was doing well, except for his newfound dislike of HID headlights on bright???
For the next 590 miles across two state boarders, Mark held the helm. We had various chats on fuel mileage theology, and what, in fact was The Thing?
Some quick updates to our navigation calculation and fuel pricing on Waze convinced us of the need to stop for fuel. The tactical plan at this point was to continue on and get past rush hour in Phoenix. The parking lot of the Loves has these updated LED parking lot lamps. Two of them were flashing at seizure inducing stobe rates. Once fueled we noticed the very welcoming and open, pull-through parking slots. We were convinced and stopped for the night. Cornelius, Lammy and Panther were tucked in. By 12:30 local time we were working on sleep.
I slept like a stone. Mark had to decompress from the white line fever and was restless for some time. Jason kept thingIngram about the sound of the generator; 'is that muffler mount loose?'.. Eventually sleep captured us all.
The next morning Jason checked the tie downs for the car and aired up the right front tire on the car. We are on the road now with the sun just starting to reveal the days light behind us. Jason and Mark are discussing singing hymns at Yosemite forest and the surprising scope of the Grand Tetons. A blest day even with the ache we have in missing you all.
Sunday, February 26, 2017
Monahans Rest Area
Seems that Jason's earlier rating of having a 500 mile bladder was in need of an update. At the 300 mile point, the call of the 5-7 bean casserole and brisket was too compelling. Plus we needed to check the car trailer.
Cornelius, Lammy and Panther looked out the window at the new scenery with longing.
After some rousing discussions of fiber we dove into the food. Mark volunteered that while the roads were straight he wanted to take a shift. That would allow Jason to rest a little and coach Mark.
I went off and tried to find some interesting sights. It was like trying to find orthodoxy at an Olsteen show. It may be there, but you have to search.
Cornelius, Lammy and Panther looked out the window at the new scenery with longing.
After some rousing discussions of fiber we dove into the food. Mark volunteered that while the roads were straight he wanted to take a shift. That would allow Jason to rest a little and coach Mark.
I went off and tried to find some interesting sights. It was like trying to find orthodoxy at an Olsteen show. It may be there, but you have to search.
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