On Secret Service, Going to Heaven, and Calling Ahead

My cell phone buzzed late the other night with an attention getting text message from my daughter-in-law Carey, who I knew to be vacationing with my son and grandchildren in the fine state of Texas.

“Well, Keggie,” the text began, “we had a little run in with the Secret Service today, but we’re okay.”

Excuse me?! I quickly sent Carey a number of question marks along with plea not to leave me hanging. To her credit, she responded just as quickly with the rest of the story. Phillip and Carey are big fans of Fixer Upper on HGTV. (For that matter, so am I!) They had visited the Gaines’ retail store in Waco, and had even seen Chip and Joanna’s farmhouse from a distance, when it occurred to them that they may as well look for George’s place while they were in the area. Pardon me, where are my manners? That’d be President George Walker Bush, and the legendary Crawford ranch.

The kids found it, too. (Go Garmin!) At least, they assumed they’d found it when they turned down a road and the Secret Service started running towards their vehicle! YIKES! Phillip did a quick turnaround in a nearby drive as the entire family grinned and waved in a “We’ll be leaving now” type of way!

Leave it to my family to engage with the Secret Service while on vacation. I told the kids it might be best to phone ahead the next time they decided to drop in on a living President. They agreed.

I bring you the story by way of reminder that there’s coming a day when all of us will find ourselves face to face with the highest authority of all, God Almighty, eternal ruler of heaven and earth– and most of us won’t have time to get ready for that meeting, either. We’ll turn a corner, so to speak, and there we’ll be. Only we won’t have time to change our minds and start backpedaling.

If you aren’t ready for such a day, I humbly beg you to stop right now, and call ahead. That number, #911 Jesus!

Hugs,
Shellie