Sunday, October 19, 2008

Day 6 of the Feast

All is well here in Branson, MO. There are about 1500 UCG brethren in town, along with the 980 or so LCG brethren here. I think Intercontinental has a site in the vicinity as well, though I haven't seen any of them around town. We've heard sermons from Mr. Rand Millich, Davy Crockett, Karl Beyersdorfer, Rod Reynolds, and Richard Ames. My notes are spotty, so I can't rattle off the the sermonette men. The ones I remember off the top of my head are Mr. Gary Maney, Mr. Ray Clore, Mr. Turner, Mr. Wally Smith... Who am I forgetting? Noah and Nyla seem to be conspiring to keep me from listening to a complete sermon.

The crib is pretty nice too. We ended up sharing a 4-Br with some good friends from Ohio. There are 10 of us here, but it's been great. (Actually 13, if you count Mr. Frizzle, Superlion, and an as-yet-unnamed Blue Monkey that's really an ape.) I'll post some pics eventually. Some quick points:

Dixie Stampede : Much better than expected. Food was good too.
Putt-putt: I'm horrible at it.
Chateau on the Lake: Location of Bible Studies. Absolutely fabulous.
Everyone in the church from the state of Missouri is here (except Annette and Charlie).
Little Rock to Branson via 165 is a horrible drive.
Scarboroughs: There are 78 of them here and two more at another Feast site. Impressive.
Stone Hill Winery's Cream Sherry isn't bad if you like brandy.
Bible Studies: Excellent. Mr. Clore's powerpoint presentation on Jerusalem and Mr. Reynold's study on repentance and conversion were very helpful. Tomorrow morning's topic is "Then the End Shall Come". I wonder who's leading it...

On a serious note, I just found out Mr. Raymond McNair died. My prayers go out for his family. There aren't very many of the Old Guard left.

Anyway, I've got an 8:30 a.m. Bible Study to get ready for, so I guess I should go to bed now. Ciao.

1 comment:

Annette said...

"Everyone in the church from the state of Missouri is here (except Annette and Charlie)."

True that! Today during church it was brought up about 15 times that we were the lone rangers who didn't go to Branson. Jamaica was great, though. :)

AND! There was a man there that looked uncannily like someone who'd be related to you. I didn't catch his name, but I think he was from Georgia.