We're Here . . . Sort of

This morning the boys woke up fairly late (which was good, since they had gone to bed fairly late). We spent some time in the swimming pool at the hotel. Then we drove through Jamestown to see the largest buffalo in the world (the statue at the National Buffalo Museum--which you'd think they'd know that they're bison--not buffalo). It's also the home to the only two albino bison in the world, but they were out of sight. Not that we blame them--it was another crazy windy day. Then we had lunch at Pizza Ranch--a major highlight for me (for those who haven't been in the Midwest, Pizza Ranch is a wide-spread chain out here that's mainly in smaller towns--and I really like their stuff--especially when it's a buffet).

We drove through rain pretty much all day long (thankfully it wasn't as long of a drive). And the wind eventually lessened.

And the boys were still very good--especiall considering that we did almost 2000 miles. We got to my brother-in-law & sister's house a little before 6pm. And we were very happy to get here. Tomorrow morning we'll go over and get the keys to our place (and whatever else we need to do) and then begin the unpacking process.

I've been going trough Genesis again lately. As I've read the stories about those patriarchs and matriarchs who travelled crazy distances with their household (Terah, Abraham, Rebekah), I'm in awe of how they followed God across hundreds of miles with all their possessions in a camel caravan. I can appreciate their journeys in a greater capacity (not that I'm comparing myself with Abraham . . . ).

But you can't get anywhere without a journey. And a lot of times we need to go somewhere. And it's not always easy. But God goes with us. And He is good . . . all the time.