It was an early morning for everyone, but two team members
were running a little late! We no longer
had the bus to take us to the airport, but we had a hotel shuttle that would
seat about 15 people. Bradley and some
of the other men left at 4:30 am with all the luggage, then those who were 25
or younger were to take the 5:00 am shuttle, and everyone older than 25 the
5:30 shuttle. Bradley left Corey to be
in charge of making sure all the people made it to the airport, and at 5:30,
there were still two young ladies unaccounted.
Fortunately, another lady knew their room number and knocked on the door
while everyone loaded on the shuttle.
Those poor girls! They had set
the room alarm clock, asked for a wake up call and set their own clock and all three
failed! The desk clerk never called, the
hotel alarm clock didn’t work, and something else happened to their clock. They grabbed everything as was, threw some
clothes over their pajamas and got on the van.
Wow – what an exciting morning for them!
The line at the airport was looonnnggg, but Bradley has so many frequent flyer miles with the
airlines that he can bump people up, which he is very generous to do. Several folks were having GI issues, and he
kindly bumped them to Business Class, allowing them to be able to rest very
comfortably back to Atlanta. On the leg
of the flight from Managua to Atlanta we met our friends again from the flight
down, plus a mess of other Baptist folks that were ministering in
Nicaragua. Several folks from different
groups had things in common so it was pretty chatty back in Economy Class. Bradley bumped me to Economy Plus, for which
I was very grateful! The chatter kind of
spilled over to the flight crew and the atmosphere on the flight was fun. That isn’t always the case, but these guys
from GA were jokingly giving this petite little flight attendant from Detroit fits
for giving them pretzels instead of cookies, esp. when the male attendant found
cookies for them. The next thing you
know the female attendant walked to the front of our section and announced that
she only gave ‘wings’ to her favorite passengers – and then proceeded to pass
them out to everyone but these guys. What
a hoot!
When we got to Atlanta, we gathered our luggage and got
through customs. Then it was time to say
goodbye and time for everyone to catch their flights to their respective
homes. It was sad saying goodbye, but at
the same time I have new friends all over the country and there’s no telling
when the Lord will allow our paths to cross again. My flight out of Atlanta was delayed for a
couple hours, but I got to pass out the remainder of my tracts (except the
French tracts) and I got to meet a couple soldiers and their dogs heading to
Afghanistan. The one guy, Michael, is a
pastor’s son, and I promised I’d pray for him and his dog Rambo. The other soldier is Rudolpho and his dog
Sid. If you think of it, please pray for
these two young men to come home safely to their families, and that Michael
would be a godly example to his fellow soldiers. He gave me the impression that he’s a godly
young man. Praise the Lord for our
soldiers – I would buy everyone of them a meal if I had the money.
Next trip… Honduras, July 20-28. Please pray!
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