I'm Leaving on a Jet Plane

God is so funny. I have actually laughed at Him in the last couple of
days. Thank you, Patti Shivers, for forcing me to live out of a carry on
all week. Yes, that's my bag in the picture. And yes, people did stare
at me as I took a picture of it while waiting to board. I got to the
check in counter and cringed as they weighed the bags I was checking.
The weight limit for 2 bags is 100 lbs. These were 120 lbs. The agent
went on to explain overage fees and payment options. Before I could pull
my credit card from the backpack, she asked me, "what's in the bags?"
When I told her, she waved my attempt to offer payment away. Thanks for
being there, God.

Let me tell you another sweet intervention of God. As I was getting my
things Thursday in preparation for the trip, I was bemoaning the fact
that I didn't have a good camera of my own to document the trip and the
children I will meet. I stood at a checkout counter with this great
camera in hand and fought with whether or not I was justified to go into
debt for such an item. I couldn't go through with it and begrudgingly
placed the items back. Friday morning I was talking with Liz Miller who
was subbing at the high school and she offers to let me take her camera
on the trip! And it was the exact same camera!!! Coincidence? I don't
think so.

I should be boarding in a few moments. I have a 6 hour layover in DC, so
I'm sure I'll find time to post again. Oh, and one last thought. Darn
that devotion this week, Anthony Bocciardi. I'm in the car this moring
and Matthew 5:23-24 is going through my head. I found myself needing to
contact someone and have a conversation at 5:45. I'm sure now they have
a whole new grudge against me . . .
Leslie