Nothing Can Be Finer

Southern hospitality, Southern cooking, old mansions, and beautiful gardens.  Add to it 4 days of baseball and you have the ingredients for the perfect vacation.  We just got back from spending 5 days in Charleston, South Carolina, where my son's high school baseball team went for their Spring break tournament.  The boys did well, going undefeated until they faced a tough Carolina team in the semi-finals last night.  And South Carolina is beautiful, the people gracious, the food delicious, but I have to admit that it is great to be home.

Besides the no less than 50 insect bites covering my arms and legs (it was hot and humid there), driving past exits 72 and 73 off of I-95 in North Carolina was heartbreaking.   We wondered why we were stuck in 2 and 1/2 hours of traffic on a Sunday afternoon until it was our car's turn to pass the debris field left behind by the tornado that had swept through there the day before.  What had once been a swimming pool store lay in pieces in a large open field, along with what we could only imagine had once been either small homes or a trailor park.  In some places, people walked among the debris searching for whatever remnants of their past lives the tornado may have left behind.  Later, the evening news showed footage of the worse of the 62 tornadoes that had touched down in the area the day before.  It was a strange way to enter Holy Week, as well as to start Spring Break.  But it served to put things in perspective.

Carolina is nice, but nothing is finer than being safe at home as we approach the celebration of our Lord's Resurrection.  I hope you have all have had a restful and peaceful week.  Until next time, God bless you all!