Walking up to the Ball Road Church of Christ was nearly as nerve-wracking as waiting in line for Big Thunder Mountain Railroad.
But I had conquered my fear of the train-themed roller coaster — and even enjoyed it; we did it three times — so maybe this experience would be a good one, too.
The small congregation was only a short walk from our hotel. It took us half as long to reach the church building as it took us to walk to Disneyland and California Adventure, where we’d spent the past four days.
Still, I had considered just playing it safe and watching our home congregation’s Sunday service online in our hotel room. I mean, what would Bible class be like here? Would there even be a place for my girls?
Erik Tryggestad’s Insight column from Anaheim, Calif.