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the time is winding down. we’re trying to cram an extra week into the last couple of days. that doesn’t work so well.
here are three highlights of the last 48 hours:
on saturday, we made a quick trip down to san diego (which is where both wanda and i were born in an era long, long, ago). we took our friends mike and steph with us. we drove down pacific coast highway…stopped at pedro’s taco shop in san clemente for a little snack…and then beat it all the way down to the border to see my old stomping grounds with amor ministries.
we then made a trip over to the u.s. olympic training facility (an amazing place right next to mexico, out in the otay mesa…incredible)…then back up to our old stomping grounds near the campus of san diego state university. here’s where it got really cool.
we had made plans to be back to orange county by early evening because i wanted to watch the SDSU basketball team play in the second round of march madness against temple uni. this is a historic time for my alma mater…getting their first win in the tournament EVER on thursday night…and then playing on saturday to go the sweet sixteen. and i thought the game was going to be on at 7:00.
so we walk into another favorite hangout for some of the best boneless wings on the planet and what’s on the widescreen? THE GAME! so we settle in to watch a two-overtime thriller with our old friends…and a bunch of new ones who were watching with us…a great collection of students, locals, people off the street…you name it. right off the campus. i couldn’t have drawn it up any better. and a win. go aztecs…beat Uconn.
last night we got together with about 25 “kids” from my old huntington beach youth group from the 80’s. it was over-the-top to listen to their stories of what their lives have become over the past thirty years. i won’t take the time to tell about them right now, but maybe some of those stories will make it here in the future. let’s just say i’m incredibly humbled by having the opportunity to be in their lives years ago.
this afternoon, wanda and i finally made our walk out to the end of the HB pier. such a beautiful place. and god gave us the chance to live there for ten years. and those ten years were part of the preparation for the past sixteen we have lived in the great state.
i wouldn’t trade any part of our journey. not one part. if i had the opportunity, i would choose to live every part exactly the same way.
isn’t that something?
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