Wednesday Part I
Aaron Bock
We had a good breakfast and met up to receive our backpacks with Bibles and T-shirts from the Gathering. Around 10:30 we left for the French Market. We tried some really hot hot sauce (called voodoo sauce) which proved to be intense! The French Market had lots of home-grown and homemade crafts and stuff.
We shopped until 12:45 and then headed to check out Bourbon Street. I grabbed lunch at a place called Willy's Chicken Shack. They had the most amazing BBQ sauce and chicken and a few of us ate there. We then headed back to the hotel for some free time.
Wednesday Part II
Ben McAfee
Upon returning to the hotel we had around a two-hour break. Many took the opportunity to test out the pool and sauna, which from what I heard was brilliant. After we settled in and got used to hotel, we were able to meet a few friends from previous Va Synod events. We eventually moseyed on over and we had a discussion on what the night will amount to.
From there we hiked to the Superdome, aka the , and heard great Christian contporary rock and rap. We listened to speakers who discussed their faith and beliefs. But, as New Orleans often has, there was a large thunderstorm. The Gathering leaders decided to hold us in the dome until the weather cleared up enough for us to be safe to head home. For about 45+ minutes we wondered the mosh pit meeting people for all over the country; from Wisconsin and Alaska and New York. And soon, what might have been a boring time spent sitting became a blessing of new firends and new people.
Finally we we were freed to head to our hotels. BUT IT WAS STILL RAINING!!! I, personally, am fine with a small shower or two. But this, although not cats and dogs, was still enough to bring on the uncertenty and fear. We hadn't even made it to the road when Peace broke apart. Some went on ahead and others heald back. Ryan, the amazing leader that he is, although not at the head, was leading the lagging section. He had his phone out with a flashing light so that we all knew where he was, and he did really well at picking a good path and at waiting for others to catch up. But it was 11 o'clock at night in the middle of a storm, in New Orleans. We then saw someone lying in the street. It was a girl, from what we heard at the time, she was still breathing and waiting for an ambulance after being hit by a car. I would like to ask for prayers for her, her familly, and her church.
We caught up with each other and all met back at the hotel safe and sound. We had 15 minuets to relax, dry off, and collect ourselves. When the time was up we met back at Rich and Jennie's room for the Final Fifteen, to discuss the day and how tomorrow looks as well as having cabin conversations.
