I email one of the sisters in the church who is a travel agent and the end result is that by Saturday morning we had a return ticket for me to Australia for Sunday night. Didn't have the finances to pay for it so we took out a loan. Only just got back from vacation which consumed most of our funds.
Sunday morning I begin a new class called 3:16 and preached the second in a series on the Holy Spirit. Oops forgot to upload the sermon to the church website or mine for that matter. The world will just have to wait a couple of weeks for my pearls of wisdom (yeh right!).
Sunday night we have the young adults group over for a Stump the Preacher session. I love this group and was determined not to cancel on them. Great questions on prayer, free will, judgment of the lost, denomination issues. These guys and girls ask great questions.
Julie drives me to the airport and I get on an Air Pacific flight to Fiji and that where I am now. 7 hour layover which is just short enough to keep you at the airport and just long enough to drive you crazy. And so what do I do? Start writing my blog.
I saw a family on my flight with 3 young boys. Reminded me of the days when Julie and I and the three boys used to travel together with our 11 suitcases. Within the space of 20 yards each boy had slapped the back of each others head and pushed and tripped each so much that I lost count. I wasn't really counting. I was just smiling. Ah, those were the days.
I think I will blog a lot on this trip. It is going to be a bit of a journey for me. I am not speaking of the travel. That's laborious. But the journey of life. Please pray for Julie while I am away and if you are nearby, look after her a bit. Not too much. She has been known to bite. Only joking. I think the humid and tepid air of tropical Fiji is getting to me.
Later, G
