Monday, December 29, 2014
This is my attempt at the Welcome sign as we entered Louisiana - I missed. So, here is a photo of the very first rest area instead.
We are parked at Abita Springs, Louisiana, another campground, this one is not involved in any construction, the pool is open and the laundromat is outdoors! I love it. Abita Springs, is about an hour north of New Orleans, but that is a blog for another day. Meanwhile, I am airing my dirty laundry.
Sunday, December 21, 2014
|We spent two weeks at Lake Conroe, just north of Houston. The area was lovely, but...|
During our stay, Dave was able to complete his newest PVC project. Some people spend actual money on a sewer hose holder, but my clever hubby built his own model using supplies we ALWAYS have - PVC pipe :) - and a couple of gutter pieces we already had.
So, on the bright side of construction, the flow of our sewage is much more uniformly downhill. The last thing you want is a pool of sewage sitting in the hose, and that's enough said about that. As Martha Stewart would say, "It's a good thing."
Wednesday, December 17, 2014
|Thank you, new friends, for the gift of time together!|
We couldn't help noticing that one of the school's cafeteria posters - our guess was that it was made by a student as a helpful learning exercise - was particularly appropriate for a worship service: "No tooting or belching at others seated at your table."
Pastor John and his wife, Linda, took us out for lunch so we could all eat yummy nearly authentic Mexican comfort food (I think cheese is their nod to the American palate).
During our lunch conversation we, of course, discovered a number of people we have in common.
Tuesday, December 2, 2014
During the week they offer Early Childhood Care, we have noticed a lot of churches moving to this model of serving the community.
On Saturday evening there is a Hispanic Church that worships here.
On Sunday morning at 9:30 AM St. Andrew worships and at 11:30 Hilltop Lutheran Church, a Korean congregation worships.
All of these different people groups use the space, and call it "our" church. They all come together on occasion for potlucks and other events throughout the year. This is a really big idea it makes me reconsider what God's House looks like from the inside out. We laughingly talk about "my pew" but what if we shared our pew with someone new?
Dave is pictured with our gracious hostess, Carolyn Koch.
Saturday, November 29, 2014
Remember the "extra" cold snap a few weeks ago? We were in Branson, Missouri. It was just plain cold. It was also the weekend of the handbell workshop at Faith Lutheran Church in Branson. There were ringers from many area churches and the turnout was great. It was truly inspiring to see all ages and stages of skill together in one place. The music was delightful - give a listen. We came in the building and thought one of the choirs must be playing. Quite good. Very precise. We looked over the rail to see everyone playing together in a mass choir - as one. It was amazing.
I have been in a handbell choir for only one season, but it was so much fun and now I am drawn to bells whenever I hear the delightful sweet ring.
We had a great weekend with our friends at Faith. On Sunday morning as guests raised their hands we counted about twenty - and that was a low count compared to "high season" in Branson. What a great ministry to have - just being present and having a welcoming place to worship. Faith invites ringers to ring, a traveling preacher to teach and cheerful company for those visiting. I hope you will visit Faith when you are in Branson.
Wednesday, November 19, 2014
Many years ago when we lived in Missouri, we did not see much of the state. Our travels were primarily limited to work, school, and long drives home to see family in Wisconsin and Minnesota. This trip through the state has been fun, in a terrifying, wild, freefall sort of way. When you are traveling in a car on roads with no shoulders, it is not really such a big deal, but when hauling your house it is downright exciting! I am sharing photos of Castleview Campground to document what I mean by "way down the hill."
Our campground while in the Branson, area. Beautiful.
pretty sure it was the end of the road - it was not.
Our campsite at Stockton State Park, last week as the cold front came through, the Camp host left, and the water was turned off. We were the only ones in the park. It was great.