As I prayed about what the Lord wanted me to speak on this week, an image came instantly to my mind. It was the big blue bus. Not the kind that takes you to school, but the bus… the one that carried me down the curvy road of Highway 39 straight into the arms of a Savior, a Son, a Friend named Jesus. I can still hear my mom calling out, “Kids, here comes the big blue bus, be sure and get on that bus!” Looking back, I’m sure she just needed a mome…