flying

On Tuesday and Wednesday, I experienced the joy of flying again. I hadn't flown since our honeymoon almost 3 1/2 years ago. I really do not enjoy flying, and yet it was a necessary evil this past week. I had four flights, which in total, lasted less than four hours. I spent about six hours waiting to fly. I felt sick on the first three and then I bought some air sickness prevention medicine for the last. It tasted awful, it made me drowsy, but I felt much better on my last flight. It was wonderful stuff. Actually, the flights were not that bad. Every flight was on time and my layovers were rather short, although long enough for me to figure out where I needed to go. As I was at O'Hare, that task can sometimes be daunting. I also had the chance to do some reading and just watch people. What is amazing to me, and somewhat tragic, is that there were hundreds of people around me and almost all of them were ignoring the people next to them while talking on a cell phone to someone likely many miles away. What a crazy world we live in.

There was a good reason for my flights. On Tuesday, I had an interview in Iowa with three men who made up a sub committee for the MidAmerica district of the Alliance. All three are pastors and one, named Ray, is a pastor of another alliance church in the Boone area. They are all great guys and did a great job interviewing me. I was a little nervous, but I really enjoyed the interview. And I passed with flying colors. (Where does that phrase come from I wonder?) So, now we have jumped through the final hoop. Now, we can move out there and begin our new ministry. Actually, we have one more thing to work out. We will be living in the parsonage in the near future, but for the first two or three months, we will be living somewhere else. That still has to be finalized. When that is determined, then we can move out. We are very excited. While it will be hard to say goodbye to our families and our church, we are ready to take this next step.