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You know you’re a missionary when an exciting weekend means crunching double in a car to see a fancy hotel (and you comment on how many more people you could have fit into the car)! Six of us crammed into a small five-person car this morning to visit the Broadmoor Hotel in Colorado Springs. Here’s a picture: a clown car of broke missionaries piling out to let the valet parker take the vehicle. Then we wandered inside, found free pretzels, and then borrowed some umbrellas to wander outside in the rain. For the cost of one night in the grand Broadmoor, we could be supported for weeks in another country. When we got there, we never felt comfortable in the glamour and fanciness of it all. It’s easier for me to conform to a culture of poverty then to fit in with wealth. Perhaps the biggest irony of my going to Romania is that my life there will be cushy compared to those in authority over me, as well as my life for the past year in Arkansas. I always said that I wanted to live my life in financial poverty, but God seems to be getting a little laugh about that. Why am I going to be relatively un-broke and comfortable in the midst of so many who have virtually nothing? My life in Romania certainly isn’t going to be like living in the Broadmoor, complete with valet parkers, guests who bring their parrots, a grand piano, ballroom, geese, heated outdoor pool, and lots of fancy fountains—of naked women naturally (although, bathing suits are optional in Romania!). But it will be more comfortable than sleeping in the corner of a kitchen in Little Rock. I’m not sure if I’ll be comfortable with that level of comfort–it’ll be out of my comfort zone, anyway (sorry!).

Me at Garden of the gods (I think it looks like a senior picture that I never had)

At the beautiful Broadmoor Hotel with some beautiful ladies

Thirsty?

WooHoo!!