Goodbye Paris


I was in the Paris newspaper (the Texas one) on Friday. I can’t get over how silly that is. Look at my dumb face trying to pass as “newsworthy.”

My long weekend is coming to a close. I knew it was going to be exhausting when it started (that’s why I already planned out my Sabbath) but I didn’t know it would be like this.

Isaac, who has traveled with me before, came to help out on this trip, and I'm so grateful he did. I don't know what would have happened to my brain if I had been here alone.

Tonight after the last service I spoke in, we bought a $5 basketball from Wal-Mart and played Around the World at the basketball hoops next to the Texas Eifel Tower (it's smaller in person). For most of the weekend if we weren't at church, we were eating, and if we weren't eating, we were sleeping. We needed to do something different.

Basketball was Isaac's idea. I feel like that's obvious. Sports is never my idea. I'm terrible at anything athletic. When I shoot a basketball I look like a toddler trying to catch a butterfly.

It's all over now.

I am so thankful for Kent Kirby, the youth pastor who thought to bring me in for this weekend. He used a lot of the ideas I give in my COMEDY OUTREACH EVENT info packet and I think they worked well for him. That's exciting.

Now I have to finish getting ready for camps.

And then it's Sabbath time, baby!