I'm taking a little breather in between packing to write. Funny how my muscles seem much more sore with each move?
Our day started off with taking just about every article of clothing we had to the laundry mat by 9am.
After a little over two hours, 16 loads of laundry, a small fortune in quarters, and a river of detergent - we were done.
We met them on the way out of the laundry mat. Our first encounter with wonderful people, even before one tent was pitched. I had seen them there before, but today I knew I was supposed to talk with them. Of course, their questioning look as four of us walked out with mountains of clothes in our arms opened the door for explanation. I told them about the tour and what we wanted to do; inspire, encourage, connect, and dream big.
Sandra, Vicky, and I talked about how important it is for Christ-followers to dream and then DO. That church is not an event we attend on Sunday but The Church is a people who follow the way of Jesus. They seemed inspired. I gave the URL of our website and they promised to pray for us. And then we prayed together, right there in the laundry mat, six of us, hand-in-hand and heads down.
I was inspired - by them, by their faith, by their prayers. And my car isn't packed yet and the tour hasn't "officially" launched. Can't wait to meet even more people once we shove off tomorrow...
