Michael flew into Denver on Friday, and his daughter Sarah picked him up at the airport. She has lived in Denver for a few months, so this worked out quite well.
Jerry and I lingered at the banquet table where we had eaten lunch when they called and said they were just a few minutes out of Keystone. Then here they came, and it was so wonderful to see them. We’re with Michael frequently, but we hadn’t seen Sarah since Christmas.
Our condo, although only one bedroom, was quite roomy, with numerous closets, two baths, a kitchen, and living room with a gas-powered fireplace.Opening both from the living room and from our bedroom were decks overlooking the lake.The living room had a fold-out couch and a “Murphy” bed, so all of us slept quite comfortably.
We visited the remainder of the afternoon, then around 6:15 we went over to the conference center for the evening service. The services didn’t actually begin until 7:30, but I needed to be there early to tend my book table.
Fifteen minutes before each service, the “Gordon Sisters” sang. Hear a clip. (On their site, you can listen to lots of their music. Don’t miss going over there.) They are tremendous people–excellent, anointed singers, and in addition, each of them has a beautiful spirit. There are 6 sisters, all live in the Denver area, except for one who lives in England. She wasn’t with them this time, for she is only able to attend a concert once a month, and this wasn’t one of the times. They are an incredible group. Their mother was also there, a delightful woman. Her husband, Maurice Gordon, pastored one of the churches in Denver for many years, and is now retired.
After church on both Thursday and Friday, we went to the Cantu’s condo, where they had prepared food for the speakers and other guests. Mike and Sarah, of course, joined us there on Friday evening. It was after midnight when we all finally plopped into bed. Tired! but elated.