Tuesday, July 14, 2009

The Week in Florida

We are back in Texas after spending 8 days in Florida. It was a great week. The resort where Beverly's conference was held was beautiful. Our room faced a golf course (making this guy very happy).

Last Monday, my brother John and his wife and some friends came over from Bradenton (near Tampa). While Beverly was in conference, the ladies went to SeaWorld and the guys went to play golf. We then went out to dinner together. It was a great day.

On Tuesday, I rented a car and drove to Saint Augustine to the World Golf Hall of Fame. I really enjoyed my day there, and got back in time to hear Gary Chapman, a keynote speaker for the conference. I also got to hear the ministerial staff from the church that made the movie "Fireproof" at a Wednesday luncheon. What a story! And I went to a banquet on Thursday night and heard John Gray as well.

Each day I spent 6 hours or more with Philip Yancey (through his books), reading about American Restoration history, and finally a book on church history. It was great! Several evenings, I played golf.

Beverly was in conference from 8:30 AM to 7:30 PM most days. On Saturday, she got out at 5:30, and wanted to go with me as I played golf. We got to the 3rd hole and it began to rain. So I drove the cart under a building at the far end of the course. The rain kept getting worse and worse until it was flooding. We finally decided to make a dash to the clubhouse. Bad mistake! I could not tell how deep the water was, and we got flooded out. Stuck halfway back in a monsoon! The water was coming up over the floor of the cart. So I took off my shoes and socks and got out in the water and pushed the cart out. Beverly just knows she felt an alligator brush her leg.

I called the pro shop, and they sent someone out to rescue us. We were soaked by the time we got back -- but were cracking up at the whole thing.

It was a great week, but it's always good to be home.

2 comments:

Josh Ross said...

I can hear mom now:
"Oh deary-doey."
"Rick! HELP!"
"Oozy-whoozy!"
"Rick, I can't see my feet."

randy said...

Welcome back.