It's 2:15 AM. In less than an hour, a dear friend, coworker and fellow chaperone will pull up to my house bearing a very large cup of black coffee. (There is a GOD.) We are off to Oklahoma, where the wind comes sweeping down the plains, with 17 youth for a week of service.
I have no idea about our accommodations. Though I do know there is no 2 or 3 or 4 star hotel in my future. Maybe a college dorm, maybe a parish hall. I hoping for a reasonable mattress and a shower, preferably not cold. I hear we get three meals a day. Breakfast, a bag lunch to take to the work site, and dinner served back wherever we are staying.
We are going to work construction, that is a given. But we also might be working in a food pantry, soup kitchen, civic center. It's all good. It's all ground breaking, as none of us have ever traveled this way before. And I believe it is safe to say, none of us will return the same. For yes, there is a GOD.