Waiting In LA

Ruth Anne: I am so tempted right now to take a picture of Starr sleeping on the floor of the waiting area of GATE 121 LAX. But, really, one ought to get permission for pictures posted on the web, right? But she looks so peaceful.

What the heck.

We are one third of the way through, at least as you count flights. First part of the trip has been remarkably uneventful, except for how George almost left his Tilley hat on the plane, and how spicy supper was at the restaurant here. We're really hoping we don't regret it later, but we were hungry and the food was really good. Derek, you would have loved it.

Thailand still seems so far away. The kids still seem so far away. We're still in travel mode, so for the most part the reality of the experiences that await us are like wispy memories not yet made. All we can do is look at each other stupidly and make up crazy scenarios involving the possibility of a fireworks display for the kids and the high probability of it going amuck under George's supervision.

We are kept nourished by the many wonderful treats our team mate, Jen dropped by the night before we left. Thank you so much Jen. And thanks for making sure Ruth Anne didn't get the Sudoku -numbers? I don't think so.

We are kept encouraged and strengthened by the prayers of so many. We can feel it. Already we've had conversations with three different people, airline staff and passenger, about Thailand and what we're doing there.

We are kept awake by the excitement of what God has called us to do. And by the annoying airport announcements regarding luggage and boarding instructions.

So...here we go guys. Thanks for going with us.

By the way....we did get Starr's permission in the end. Honest.