Do I have to go home?
Currently the only thought going through my brain while I head to sleep one last time in Pittsburgh.
It was an honor to worship with my friends today at their own church. Loud music, passionate voices, and a really cool story about missions in Zimbabwe and Kenya. Talk about blessed.
Turns out Pittsburgh does BBQ also. This weekend they had rib fest at Heinz Stadium, where the Pittsburgh Steelers play. We grabbed three half slabs to split. Shocker. Kansas City style won in our books.
All of this crazy journey stems from ten years ago. The very first, and one of few, friends I made in college was this 6’1 basketball player from Maryland. Even though she left after the first year, the friendship remained far after. Remember the exciting journey through Maryland, eventually leading to Darco becoming a Christian? Yes, it was this couple.
This is truly the fruits of friendship. I have laughed all weekend. I’ve witnessed amazing food, awesome friends, and a very happy wife from all of this.
It hurts knowing that such good friends live so far away.
Even with that reality, I am blessed and my soul is smiling.