Wednesday the 15th (day 1):
We left Moreno Valley in the rain around 3pm. It was a somber but exciting moment as we drove down the 10 East. The stereo was temporarily out of commission so all we had was each other....great. Haha, just kidding. So we talked about missing home and family and friends, we talked about how it still didn't feel real, we talked about the crazy things that might happen. Our first stop was supposed to be my uncle's house in Yucca Valley but we realized that we passed the exit for it by about 70 miles! Eeek! Guess we enjoyed talking to each other :) so we turned around and went back and made it to their house about an hour late. oops! It was nice visiting with them and sharing about our mission and why we're doing it. They fed us (thank you!) and let us spend the night, (thank you!) a huge help because it was snowing when we got there!
Thursday the 16th (day 2):
The beginning of day 2 began at 3:45 am when we got up to drive to Arizona. We had to be in Quartzsite (about 15 miles inside the border) at 8:30am, 7:30 California time.
(We crossed the border around 6:50 am, Cali time)
But anyways, Marc had a couple of old tickets that he had to clear up and we were really scared that he might have to serve time. We had tried to pay the tickets several months before but because it had been so long since he received them, he now had to appear before a judge to clear it up! oh jeez! So we got to the smallest courthouse I've ever seen! Literally. There was no line-I've waited longer at the post office! So we go in and get seen and the judge tells Marc the total fines: $558 for driving with a suspended license, $300 and something for failing to appear, another $300 and something for I don't remember what, and finally $247 for a ticket that hadn't been paid off yet for a lovely grand total of $1,405! To quote my friend Jessika, "Jeepers!" After everything was said and done, the judge was gracious and we walked paying $530! Praise Jesus! Seriously!
Moving on from Quartzsite, the land of dirt and rocks, we made our way to Phoenix and got to my Mama's house. Upon arriving we ate lunch and offered to help my Mom clean her house, after all, a worker is worthy of his food! Well my Mom didn't need too much help but my sister did! So we moved all of her stuff from the side room to the back room and cleaned it out really well. A very long, tiring day! We slept like babies that night! Which brings us to:
Friday the 17th (Day 3):
Friday morning we woke up and worked on my sister's room some more throughout the day. We also went grocery shopping to pick up some things we forgot in Cali, then just hung out with my family for the night.
Saturday the 18th (day 4):
Today we hit the town! Well, sort of. We stopped at a local Calvary to pick up bulletins. If we meet people on the streets and tell them about Jesus, we want to have somewhere to send them. So we stopped at their bookstore and got some bulletins to hand out as we talked to people. There ended up being a really nice guy there named Adam that Marc talked to for about 30-40 minutes. We ended up getting some tracts and a book and Adam prayed us off! From there we went to the mall, sure to be a busy spot on a Saturday! And it was!
As we walked around the outside of the building, Marc was able to start a couple conversations. The first guy was polite but in a hurry so the convo didn't last long. The second man barely gave him the time of day. As we were walking away a group of 5 or 6 high school boys were approaching. Jokingly Marc whispered, "This is going to be fun." If you know Marc you know that his affinity is definitely not for that age group but nevertheless he was obedient. He stopped them and one boy in particular, Danny, gave Marc his attention and was answering his questions, but the whole time he was laughing and had a demeanor that showed that he was looking for his out. It was amazing to see, as they talked and Marc shared the gospel with him, that his whole attitude changed. He really seemed to go from looking like a "punk kid" to actually caring about his repentance. He became serious, the joking was gone, he treated Marc with respect. It was a very touching moment. He was even ok with receiving prayer out in the open. Very cool!
We encountered a few other people-a man and a woman together. The woman just completely picked up pace, raising her voice to proclaim that she was happy to be an atheist and cutting Marc off at every opportunity about not wanting to discuss it. It was a very sad thing to see. The man, trying to keep up, claimed agnosticism and said there was still hope for him so we gave him a bulletin and a tract before he rushed off.
Please join us in prayer for these people :) and the others Marc was able to share with.
The plan from here: we're (maybe) leaving on Monday. Still praying about going east to New Mexico or north to Utah, which I would be super excited about seeing as I looooove talking to Mormons! Anywho, may God lead us as a pillar of fire!
Stay tuned!
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