I recall jumping passionately on the bus for another day of learning. As we drove east from the nice restful hotel like the day before, no idea where we go but convinced another day we wouldn't want to be left behind. All of a sudden we hear the sounds something like this, "It seems the Lord has other plans, pull over stop the bus!" Getting 50 people to vacate the bus and cross a busy highway is a challenge.
This morning the traffic was heavy as the children of Israel aka Joe tried to cross together. You kidding me, half the group was down the other side by the time us taggers finally got to cross over.
Anybody remember the wonder lessons we learned here? Remember those guys trying to dig and carry out a rock? How about some comments on the lesson of the sower.




