We arrived in Colonial Williamsburg , VA , Christmas Day , about noon, and we tried to see as much as we could but it was pouring down rain! I mean raining cats and dogs as they would say in colonial days. We walked around as much as we could, but soon found ourselves eating at Huzzah's Restaurant on the property of The Woodlands Hotel where we are staying. A short first day, but a fun Christmas adventure and memory. Here's a picture of Summer and Kim in front of the Geddy House on Wednesday. I'm not much of a tourist, but this place is not a tourist trap. It's living history, and I have become engaged in the complexity of Englishmen deciding to break away from their homeland . I wonder if I had become a Patriot or remained a Loyalist. It's scary because as a parish rector, I would have been appointed by the Governor who was appointed by the King. Part of me would have wanted to preach the revolutionary freedom of Jesus while wrestling with Paul's command ...
run with endurance the race set out before you...Heb. 12:1-2