Cornerstone Music Festival ended July 6th and Corey, Nicki, and Bailey decided to take some trips of their own for a little while. And rumors are that our friends Ben and Corey may be buying a pre-converted bus of their own to join the ever growing numbers of people who feel called to practice more of the nomadic lifestyle of some of the forefathers of our faith. So please pray for them in this process.
After two days of staying at the JPUSA owned grounds, which host the festival, after the festival to help pick up trash Gary, Marcus, Adam and I were ready to embark on the venture towards Denver, Colorado. On the way we gave our friends Destiny, Liberty, and Neil a ride to the St. Louis Area so they could fix up their bikes and ride back to Kansas City, MO. (They had ridden their bikes to PAPA fest and then Cornerstone from Kansas City.) We also took three other friends with us. Our friends Tiffany, Taylor, and Jake were on their way back to California and decided it would be better to ride with us to Colorado and then find their way to Cali, than ride the greyhound back the whole way. And this has been one of the biggest blessings to us, to get to share our bus with these people in our separate and yet similar treks across the country.
The 7 of us made it to Columbia, MO before we ran dry on gas and money, and decided to spend the night at one of their 9 Wal-marts. Luckily we had been blessed by all of the festival attendees' leftovers, and so had the most overstuffed pantry I've ever seen.
And after a night of sleep and a few hours of "flying a sign" we were blessed with about one hundred dollars, so we made our way back to Kansas City. And despite the hardships Marcus, Gary and I faced back in January at the International House of Prayer we decided to go there again to see some friends. And to our surprise G-d must have done a lot of work in our hearts because this stay has been more enjoyable than we ever expected. Despite receiving the usual "dirty kids can't be up to any good" vibe the times spent with people there were more than worth being grateful for. And most of the time we spent parked across the street from the prayer room at IHOP with people who needed a break from the prayer room, and it was our turn to share what we've been learning about loving our brothers and sisters in Christ despite the differences in theology.
Now we're in a part of Kansas City called Westport and as soon as we get closer to the amount of money we will need to cross the desert known as the state of Kansas we will make our way to Denver and Colorado Springs again. And L-rd be praised for our good friends at Scum of the Earth who have said they will let us park our bus at their brand new building (Which is another reason to thank G-d).
Thank you for your prayers, because there is no way we would be able to be where we are with the provision we have without our Father, who is worthy to be praised.
