The truth is, I’ve been terribly busy over the past month. Work has demanded far more of my time than there are minutes in the day. This week I have to go to California to help kick-start several projects. I am scheduled to fly out tomorrow so I’ll be there Monday morning. And that triggered a conversation between my boss and me yesterday morning. It went something like this.
Boss (who is also supposed to be going to California): I can’t get a direct flight to San Diego on Sunday so you are going to have to go alone. I’ll fly out Monday night and meet you there Tuesday morning.
Me: That’s fine.
Boss (about five minutes later): I can’t get a direct flight into San Diego at all this week.
Me: Why don’t you have <assistant name> switch my flight (I already had a flight booked) and you take mine. I’ll fly into Los Angeles and drive down to San Diego.
Boss: Oh, well if you are going to fly into LA, I’ll fly with you. I just didn’t want to drive down by myself.
Me: That’s fine but you are going to have to go to church with me on Sunday night.
Boss: What kind of church is it?
Me: Don’t worry. You’ll like it.
Boss: OK. Is it a Bible church?
Me: It’s unlike any church you’ve probably ever been to. Don’t worry. You’ll like it.
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About this same time tomorrow night, I should be leaving the Mayan Theatre in downtown LA. This is where Mosaic, a church “Community of Faith, Hope and Love”, meets every Sunday evening. When I have to travel to California, which thankfully isn’t very often, this is where I go to church.
I do not like travelling without Lana and the girls. But I have to be honest, I am a little bit excited about this trip. My boss thinks I am trying to convert her. I think God is simply trying to get her attention.
Please keep the girls in your prayers this week.






