Texas Trek: Days One & Two

Day one: 
Okay, so let's just say, I don't think that Satan likes what I'm doing and is sending his little cohorts to find ways to disrupt my tour. Tuesday, for starters, the copier went bizerk (sp?) on the day that I needed to get all my stuff printed out-it wouldn't print anything. Then just as I was about to close up shop at the office the electricity went blew out-when it blows out at the office I know that it also blows out at my house...which means I couldn't get any packing done or do last minute preps for leaving (thanks Becky for taking pity on me and letting me hang at your house. :) ) I Had a whirlwind of a day the next day, but was in very high spirits even though I didn't get anything done the night before.
Then last night the "Road Ahead" on my Texas Trek was a tad on the slippery side. Everything was just fine all the way up until I got into the Dallas city limits, then BAM! sheets of ice covering the roads. And everyone around me was doing the "driving in ice no-no": applying the breaks!!!!! It was the other cars that were making me nervous, and the huge semi's zooming by at 60 mph. I did see what the ice did to one vehicle on the side of the road-front end crushed...I thanked Jesus over and over and over for sending angels to sit on my car...I'm totally serious...I prayed that God would send angels to SIT on my car. :) I have never driven in ice like this before, I was a bit nervous-yes even as a northerner who is used to driving in these conditions.
Ahhh, but I arrived safe and sound and in one piece.

Reatha and I decided that we should check me into my flight and print off my boarding pass (easy right?...)...well, her printer decided not to work either and I think she literally went through 25 pages just trying to print off my boarding pass until finally it worked (half an hour later)
I'm starting to see a pattern by this time, but wait, there is more....

Day Two: 
The day starts out great...I awaken to Baron my favorite dog in the whole world ready to say hello with slobbery kisses(so cute!), had a good nights rest, great breakfast, and the excitement was building for my first night on tour.
I get to the airport in plenty of time, no problems checking my luggage or going through security-all is continuing to go well. Then it starts....buzz buzz buzz, my text alert goes off. "The gate for Flight 620 to San ANtonio has changed and is now departing from gate C6. I get to gate C6 and I wait for about a half an hour...then the woman holding the mic says there will be a 15 minute delay due to mechanical issues with the plane...15 minutes later more delays....15 min later more delays...15 minutes later "Flight 620 to San Antonio will now be departing from gate C35at 3:15 (an hour later than was scheduled)...so I hop on the little tram and get to gate C35...at 3:15 when we are supposed to be departing they delay us another 45 minutes because the new plane has to arrive from the hanger and they have to clean it.
All around me people are on their phones, frustrated by this delay, especially the guy next to me who was explaining rather loudly about his delays and that he was on day two of not changing his "underclothes."
TMI my friend...TMI!!!!!!
So, the final time they give is 4:00, which means a 5:30-5:45 arrival time, which means I would be late and wouldn't make it for the first night's session. By this time I had already been in communication with Pastor Rob about my delays, and he told me that when they were on their way to come get me a woman from their church called and said her car broke down on the road (the weather is 20 degrees in San Antonio), so they needed to go back and help her before they could come get me, so it actually worked out quite well in that case that my flight was delayed.
And after all of this, Pastor Rob decided to cancel the evening because of my delays and because the weather was supposed to be snowy and sleeting here in San ANtonio.

As I sit and take account of all of this, all I can say is "wow, what a start." There has been a lot thrown at me to keep me from starting this tour...or to discourage me in the process...but neither one of those has been the outcome. I made it to San Antonio, had a great night of just one on one time with the Pastor and his wife and I'm incredibly encouraged by my interaction so far...ready to go and share my story with those who are in an assisted Living home.  "THANK YOU" to all of you who are lifting me up in prayer-God is already answering-I know Satan would love for all of this to discourage me, but none of it has-in fact I anticipate even more what ministry God will open up for me here.I think your prayers have definitely kept the enemy at arms length-so please keep on pressing into the Lord on my behalf. I also am praying blessings and favor upon all of you who are traveling through this with me.

What will Day three bring? We shall soon see....until tomorrow.

Summer, signing off.