October 10, 2025: The Family Shout

I think about it every time.

When the kids were little, we made regular trips to nearby Busch Gardens. As we approached, once the rollercoasters could be seen in the distance, they would always shout in unison:

“Hallelujah, praise the Lord, Busch Gardens!”

I don’t know how this started, but the chant went on for years. Now, whenever I pass a sign for the park, I hear their voices.

That happened tonight. Jess and I met friends there for Howl-O-Scream, the Halloween-themed takeover. As fog rolled across the paths, and creepy characters lurked around corners, the old saying from our children rang again in my head.

Yep, I came for scares but ended up nostalgic.

And with all the weirdness surrounding us, screaming for Jesus somehow felt appropriate.