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Monday, July 17, 2006

Where we go on a missions trip in Illinois 
I dreamed I was at the church, heading up some sort of missions trip, but nobody actually wanted to do missions work, so finally I screamed at the teens, "Okay, if you WANT to do anything, we're going to be over here!" and most of them joined us. Turns out we were doing puppet shows for kids who lived in the mountains, or something like that.

At the end of the time, all the kids went back to the church, but then someone came up with a message from PJ. Apparently the church van had been parked on one of the mountain roads, and the police wouldn't let him leave. When I asked why not, the guy made all sorts of gestures and said, "The only gas they let him use for the van is DOUBLE WIDE!"

Whatever that meant, it soon became clear somehow that I was going to have to get some money up to PJ and the van, and fast. The cost was rising with every moment I wasted. So I ran around asking people who had been on the missions trip to contribute money to this. I got a lot of money, but it wasn't enough. I knew PJ as going to be furious at me for taking so long.

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