On the Way - Saturday Afternoon

Well, we got to Chicago. I'm writing this in the airport as we await our flight in a few hours. Keeping 17 people together has proven interesting.

It seems a person can't find anyone to witness to if he tried to. On the first leg of our trip I was all set to witness to a young woman sitting next to me on our flight from Dallas. I talked to her for while, you know, trying to "pave the way" for more conversation. Well, she overheard someone call me "pastor" and assumed, guess what, that I was a pastor. It turns out that her father is the pastor of a church in Dallas! Is that cool or what. I gave her a couple of our Mini-Bibles and offered to make some for her dad's church. Oh, she's from Africa, and her abbreviated name ('cause the Lord knows I couldn't say her full name) is Mude... pronounced Moo-day. We talked about heaven a while and how it would be even brighter and whiter than the sundrenched clouds. She's a junior in high school and was really sweet. We both hoped we find someone just as nice to sit next to on our next flight. She's going to Washington D.C.

Then, after eating lunch, and losing complete touch with the rest of the group, I settled in by our gate to do some work on the laptop. But I started talking to a couple next to me and once again got my Mini-Bible ready for a witness. But alas, Alice Mills teaches English at a Christian college in California, and her husband Spencer has started teaching there part time. They're on their way to Las Vegas for a "Holy Spirit Conference". He reads D.L. Moody books and they've both been to the Holy Land. We talked about Israel and our experiences there. We all almost teared up at some of the stories we shared together.

Before we were done, we prayed together. They laid hands on me right there in the airport and prayed for our mission trip and for the whole team (which at the time was no where to be found). We were surrounded by several hundred people about to board a plane for fun and sin in Las Vegas! "For I am not ashamed of the gospel" is the motto on the T-Shirts we'll wear next week. We can't be ashamed in Texas, Connecticut, or the Midway Airport of Chicago! That attracted another Christian couple who came over and joined the prayer for our team.

So, I keep running into Christians. I suppose the Lord is really into this mission trip. God is so good. I hope I have time the rest of the week to keep blogging. Stay tuned.

ILMHP