Gasoline and Broadswords

August 9, 2005
Today was our first interview with Betty. It went well; I didn't have to use the broadsword very much. Just joking. Actually, the sword wouldn't fit inside my slacks, because you aren't allowed to carry broadswords in the open in Hillsboro and they don't sell concealed broadsword permits. Anyway, no need to worry, Kacey.

Getting there was a miracle in itself. Just as we get off the freeway, the gas light comes on. "Silly car. Thinks it needs gas." I thought. "Oh well, I'll cater to my beast's gas appetite. If only I can find a gas station..." Ten minutes later, while biting our nails, we find an exit off the highway where we can find a gas station. Now get this. The light at the off-ramp turns green just as we get to it, there's a hole in traffic for us to pull into the gas station, and the gas is 20 cents cheaper than the other gas stations we see later. And it wasn't cheapie Arco gas either, it was good Chevron gas. Yah, God!

The interview went well, with her just asking questions about us and some things we had written in the paperwork we've turned in. She'll be coming to our house next Wednesday, August 17th to interview us individually and to make sure we don't live in a cardboard house. Thanks, y'all, for praying for us and supporting us. Keep living for Jesus!