FLYING AND ARRIVING: SACRAMENTO

Hello, everyone! Yesterday morning was a real rush to get the blog up and do the show before our 9:30 departure for the airport. Everything got done, and off we went.

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Traveling with Joe and Eddie is my idea of a good time. I remember back in Pennsylvania when I first saw the flight itinerary Joe sent me. It was so weird seeing my name along with the names JOE NEWMAN and EDDIE BELANGER, and thinking, I have never even met these guys, and here I am booked on a flight with them from Las Vegas to Sacramento. It seemed like a big blind date. But as is usually the case with members of the body of Christ, we three have been united by God’s invisible spirit, long before we'd even heard of each other. God knew us the whole time, and in His good timing we finally met. Now that we've met, we're brothers for life. I mean, when you go through airport security together—especially in Las Vegas—it bonds you for life.

We flew into Stockton, CA (the flight there was less expensive), and rented a car for the hour and fifteen minute drive to Sacramento. On the way, we ate at our favorite “on the road” food stop (Joe and Eddie have similar tastes): Subway.

Anita and Kevin Butler’s home is beautiful; neither of us are complaining that we’re spending three nights here. Part of Paul’s suffering for the evangel was that he spent a day and a night in a swamp. Well, this ain’t that.  

We enjoyed a pre-gathering last night, with Charles Rutsch arriving, as well as a saint named Eric, who moved to Sacramento from Southern California several months ago, and joined with the Sacramento ecclesia here which meets—on most occasions—at the home of Charles’ mom and dad, Gerhard and Jenny.

Anita Butler

Charles Rutsch and son, Anita, Kevin Butler with Charles' daughter; Eric, Eddie, Joe

Tomorrow, the meeting is here in Anita and Kevin’s living room.

Several people I've never met are coming to this meeting, which we're all looking forward to.  

I hope you are looking forward to it as well. I am happy that you, the reader, are traveling along with me on this trip. I wish you were here. Be encouraged that there are people who embrace the same truths as you. We are not alone, we are just scattered. If you met these people here—or those in Las Vegas—you would feel the same instant kinship I've felt with them.

May this knowledge encourage you during your oftentimes lonely walk.

© 2012 by Martin Zender