Today marks the first of three days I’ll have to see my older sister, Brenda. After a long day of travel, it was nice to finally reach San Jose, California. I was up at 3:30 a.m. CST and arrived at 10:00 a.m. CST., so I should rest well tonight!
After catching up on work emails for a few hours and downing a large coffee, I went to pick up my rental car. The line was moving slow, so when I finally got to the Enterprise service desk, I was ready to check-in and pick up my car.
The attendant looked confused and asked me, ‘Are you sure you have a reservation?’ I told him I did and showed him the reservation email. After a brief pause, he said, ‘Yeah, it looks like your reservation was for a car in San Jose, Costa Rica…’ UGH. Thankfully, he was able to get me setup with a car and discount to boot. I was wondering why I had such a great rate…
Soon after, I arrived at my sister’s home and it was like we hadn’t been apart for nearly a year. I caught up with she and my nephew over an In & Out Burger and fries. Later, we went for a walk together and chatted. Tonight, we’ll have dinner with my middle sister and nieces. Overall, it’s been a great day (except the scraped skin on my knee I lost to the concrete from chasing after a basketball and missing the curb while shooting hoops with my brother-in-law who beat me handily …).
One of the highlights of the day has been looking through a family album and sharing some memories together. Even though it’s hard for her to retain short term memories, the ones from when we were younger are still mostly there for her.
The photo today was from Christmas 1984. It was one of the last times all of my siblings were together for a holiday. Within a few years from that time, Brenda and I had gone our separate ways pursuing life’s dreams.
Throughout high school, she and I shared similar experiences. She played the clarinet in band and so did I. She had a muscle car for her first car (1977 white 350 Camaro) and so did I. We both worked through school to help make ends meet. She and I both drove the same motorcycle in high school for a time as well.
Even though she was a few years ahead of me, I was the first to attend college. I remember coming home on my first Spring Break and telling her about the Lord. She seemed interested in God, but wasn’t sure. A month later, I received a phone call from her and she had asked Jesus into her life. She also felt the Lord leading her to attend ORU. Needless to say, I was floored and overwhelmed with excitement.
For the next four years, she and I attended ORU together with both of us graduating only a year apart. Below is a picture of her at the ORU graduation.
I look back at those days and can see how God's plan was working in both of our lives. There were many times our paths were following the same route. After college, however, they went separate directions for a time, only to come back together again.
This weekend, I’m looking forward to building some memories with her and ask your continued prayers as things seem to be progressing more than I’d thought.
Wishing you a blessed weekend my friends & family,