Fly or Drive to San Antonio

At first, there were three young Seppi's longing to go

to Vision Forum's Christian Film Academy

so we bought flight tickets for them.

We have not flown since Feb. 1990

Dinah was six weeks old.

Now she's 19 years.

Victor ribbed Lance about

all he'd be missing out on.

It became almost unbearable,

all those great speakers and authors,

whom Lance reads, listens to on his ipod and quotes.

And he wanted to fly. It's been such a long time since he was two.

The memories are only faint, and boy, was he jealous!

The price of flying grew even higher.

We could have driven the entire family for the cost of one plane ticket.

Lance spoke about his concern for a church in Ridgecrest

where his good friend preaches half the time

and they watch a fine minister on video the other half.

I recommended he offer to speak there.

He did.

He poured hours and hours into preparation.

Regina helped him lay out his talk.

On Sunday morning

We dropped off the three at the

Bakersfield Airport on the way to Ridgecrest.

I loved Lance's sermon.

His delivery will improve with time,

but he certainly had our attention!

And his content was excellent.

We sensed God had sent him there

to equipt the saints.

When we got home,

we talked to the three in San Antonio.

Regina was glad to be there.

But she said something profound:

"I'd rather tote an ice chest into an elevator

and drive out with my family, than ride a plane."

Friends from Sacremento were driving out just for the festival

so Lance made arrangements to go with them

they swung by for Lance and Dinah

to join them on the long treck.

We pray God will bless their conversation

give them safe travel

and bring them back

to us.