Georgia

Year of First Visit – 1998
Point of Entry – I-59 near Trenton

Most of the time, Georgia has been a “Through State” for me.

My first time there I cut through the tiniest corner of the state on I-59. Later, I made several trips through on my way to and from Florida on I-95. I’ve crossed the state on I-85 as well.

Like millions of others each year, I’ve traveled through Hartsfield-Jackson as well. Though normally just a bland time to change planes, I recall one time with my friend Suzy.

We were walking through the terminal together when she discretely pointed at a woman walking in front of us. She turned to me and said, “We need to pray for her right now.”

Suzy’s prayer asked God to change the course of this stranger’s life to have it better align with His will. The instant she whispered “Amen,” I kid you not, one of the wheels fell off the prayer recipient’s bag and her course was changed, both literally and immediately.

(I won’t dissect that theologically today. That’s a whole other entry on a whole other blog.)

I did stop once at the Okefenokee Swamp taking a boat ride through it. I also participated in a fellowship service with friends in the Rome/Cartersville area when we were going through.

Someday perhaps Georgia will be my destination. Until then, I’ll continue to enjoy the hospitality of the state as I continue to go through it.