Homeward Bound

We can feel the pull of home getting stronger every day. The journey has been awesome, but the thought of being able to sleep in our own bed and only having to drive to church and back on $4.25 gas is sounding pretty nice.
In the past week we have really covered a lot of ground. Adam and Melissa Barrett, their son, daughter, and adorable baby girl, formerly part of the Olive Knolls family, now living in a beautiful home in North Carolina, send greetings to all.

Melissa and Kana took us to the Billy Graham Museum in Charlotte. We were both moved by his passion and dedication to family and the Word and sensed a personal reaffirmation to share the Gospel of Jesus Christ that has the power to change lives.

From there, we drove straight to Branson, Missouri, via Graceland in Memphis, where Shawna and Tim met us, and we all had a couple of days of just pure fun. The new musical, Noah, was overwhelming. We experienced the most extravagant set we’ve ever seen as we literally sat in the center of the ark with the animals surrounding us in 3 levels. We got to play golf…all four of us…. the miniature variety… in the rain. The rain must have thrown Rob’s game off a bit since Tim and Shawna beat both of us. That afternoon, the Titanic Museum, where we spent several hours, reminded us of the arrogance that cost 1523 people their lives.

After just starting to get a feel for streets of Branson, it was time to press on to Oklahoma City and Life Church. They are doing some amazing things, presenting the Word clearly and applicably through video venues. We felt totally blessed to be in church there.

Now we are just peddling as fast as we can to get home. Peddling seems to save on gas. We are looking forward to being back with you this Sunday. Please continue to pray that God will keep His hand on us. We pray for all of you every day.

Blessings,

Rob and Debie

Historic

After leaving New York, we slowed down the pace a little bit as we headed toward our nation’s capital. Our next destination was the home of the Declaration of Independence, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. To stand in the very hall where 56 men staked their lives on the idea of democracy with their signatures was humbling.

To see the Liberty Bell and so many other reminders of our nation’s beginning was a dream come true.

Next, we spent some time at Valley Forge and were reminded again of the incredible price that was paid by so many in the founding of this amazing place we call the United States of America. Valley Forge in the Spring of 2008 was very pleasant, but we could only imagine how desperate the conditions must have been in the Winter of 1775.

On arriving in our nation’s capital our first impression was of the quality of the travel in the city. The subways were the primary NYC transportation. Not really the place you wanted to be at night, but a local cultural experience, and we do mean experience, with nothing to compare it to until….the Metro in DC. At every stop there were actually people stationed there to guide you through the process of how to get a card and what to do with it. Underground stops were spacious and very open in comparison with the dank, hot clammy subway air of NYC. Reading the maps and finding destinations was quick and easy to learn, another sharp contrast. We applaud the DC area for its public transportation.

Wondering where we actually traveled too? Well… once in DC, it was on to the Mall, of course, taking in some of the Smithsonians we hadn’t seen before, also seeing the Washington, Lincoln, Jefferson, and World War II memorials. All were beautifully imposing, accomplishing exactly what they were created to do, drawing you to them by their powerfully unique designs, to remind you of the great things accomplished through the lives and the sacrifices of these amazing people. We also took in the Supreme Court and the Newsium which were all fascinating.

One of our favorite places was the Jefferson Library in the Library of Congress. It was awesome to realize that at one time he personally possessed the largest library in the nation. His vast thirst for knowledge included areas such as literature, the arts, architecture, philosophy, history, law, science, etc. However Rob and I found an area they neglected to mention---Theology. His gathering of commentaries, Latin dictionaries, Bibles, and theological studies available in his time was remarkable. Thomas Jefferson valued knowledge, including the knowledge of God and His Word which led to wisdom. Inspirational!

By now you’ve guessed that we survived the 4 tornadoes that hit the area. We never lost our electricity, though some residents around us were still waiting for theirs for over 24 hours after the storms. We watched the rain come down in torrents from inside Union Station one afternoon as the wrath of the storm beat against the windows. It was a great place to sit safely, have dessert and read a good book.

On Sunday we were in the Harrisonburg 1st Church of the Nazarene. Kerry and Kim Willis pastor there, and it was wonderful to be in worship with them and to hear the stories of how God is at work. They are doing some amazing things in their own unique way.

We continue to pray for all of you and miss you all very much. We are feeling the tug of Bakersfield increasing as we now start moving west this week starting our way back toward home.

The journey continues… blessings!!!

Rob and Debie

The Big Apple

Who can describe New York? So unlike Chicago, Seattle, Boston, any other town. It’s a myriad of vastly different ethnic and socio-economic communities all crammed into one small island and the surrounding areas. These past few days have been an absolute whirlwind. From the top of the Empire State Building to the bottom of the Holland Tunnel… it’s all amazing.

We stood in reverence overlooking the hole in the earth known as “Ground Zero”. There was a flood of emotions as we made our way onto an observation deck across the street from where the towers once stood. People only talked in hushed whispers even though there were no signs telling us to… it was like everyone sensed that this was a sacred place. It’s still hard to imagine what happened and how it has changed our world.

In the subway, on the way to the Dodgers vs. Mets game at Shea stadium, was about the first time in 4 ½ weeks that I (Debie) was glad I left my Dodgers sweatshirt at home. The only name I know is Joe Torre, because our Bellman said, “Be good to Joe. He’s a good guy.” Still can’t name one player, though.
I (Rob) have to admit that Debie was a better fan than I. I’ve always heard about the fans in New York and how rabid they are. Debie stood and cheered for the Dodgers’ home run. I figured they might be less likely to beat up a lady. Dodgers won that night, 9 to 5... it was great. The locals were true to form, they booed the Dodgers from the start, but when the Dodgers started to get the best of the Mets, they turned all their fury on their own team, reminding them what they expected of them. We were going to slip out at the end of the 8th inning to avoid the subway rush, but 2/3 of the Mets fans had the same idea, turning their backs on their team.

There were so many great things we saw… too many to describe here. Above all else, our memories of New York will forever center around going to The Brooklyn Tabernacle. We have had the privilege of going to many wonderful churches across the years, but this church and these people will always stand out in our minds. First there was staff meeting on Tuesday morning. About 60 people came in for the meeting and the joy and love that they felt for each other was so apparent. It was a great reminder of how the body of Christ is to come together. Then there was the Tuesday night prayer gathering where more than 3500 people came together to seek the heart of God. They started showing up at 5:00 for a 7:00 prayer meeting. At 6:00 the pastors came forward and lines began to form as people came to present their needs asking for specific pray in their lives. By 6:30 the house was packed and no one was running around to chat… they were there to meet the living God. No one waited to be told what to do. They knew and so did we. It was an anointed evening. Toward the end of the service Pastor Jim Cymbala called Debie and I to the front and asked the people to gather around us and pray for us and our church. All of you at Olive Knolls were prayed for that night by 3500 people as Jim laid his hands on us and asked God’s blessing on our ministry. Sunday was more of the same. Their services are at 9:00, Noon, and 3:30… two hour services. We went to the noon service. When we arrived at 11:00 there were already long lines outside the building waiting to get in. By noon every seat was packed plus 1000 in another auditorium video linked. Our hearts were full to overflowing. What a week!!!

Now on to Philly and D.C. and next Sunday in Harrisonburg Church of the Nazarene. God is good, all the time… and all the time, God is good.

Blessings,

Rob and Debie