"Three's the charmer," right? Not when it's your THIRD viewing of a three-hour span of a forty plus hour drive!!! Yea, smarty hear left her computer bag and wallet in a small town outside of Vail, Colorado...but didn't figure it out until Grand Junction...which is THREE HOURS WEST! So today's meant-to-be six-hour drive increased to a twelve-hour one. BLAH. The irony was, I wrote my sister this morning saying, "I'm thrilled about arriving in LA tomorrow (Wednesday was my slated arrival...now it'll be Thursday), but in many ways wish this driving could keep going. I've had a brilliant journey thus far and find new amazement with each rounded corner." Can we say, PROPHECY GONE BAD!

Anyway, enough about my rough latter half of the day. Driving across Kansas yesterday was amazing, as was my weekend at the International House of Prayer, with the dear Cataldo family. An intense experinece, filled with fellowship, seminars, services and prayer-room-attendance...all uniquely focused on intimacy with God and the end-times, two topics which thoroughly fascinate me (more so, after the weekend). All the thought and new revelation didn't exactly find me rested, at least in the sense I was expecting, but it provided fresh and refreshed knowledges of our King, to which I'm at a loss for anything greater.

The flatlands were beautiful yesterday and the literal "arrival" of snow-capped mountains this morning was quite astounding. Clear reminder that God is not boring, predictable, or consistent, but rather, creative, adventurous and wildly random. Funny how those adjectives paint themselves so obviously on the landscape, but challenge my acceptance in my day-to-day living (jobs, housing, finances, relationships, etc.).

Alright, to bed I must go. A good bit of Colorado and Utah tomorrow...then Nevada and Cali Thursday (assuming we don't have any lost luggage). Will keep you posted.

Much Love to YOU tonight.

abbie