Thanks for your prayers for my trip to West Africa. The trip went well, and we figured out the challenging problem I mentioned in my last blog.
The journey home was exciting. On the trip from TWR’s West Africa Transmitting Station to the airport (which we had to make a few days early because of COVID testing), a 40-foot container had fallen off its truck and was blocking the road. We bushwhacked and drove through a small village to get around the container.
As my departure approached, I received a message from Delta stating that my flight between Atlanta and Dallas could be delayed or canceled due to the weather; it was scheduled to arrive at the same time the big storm was forecasted to hit Texas. Upon landing in Atlanta, I discovered that my flight from Atlanta to Dallas was canceled. Delta had already put me on an earlier flight to Dallas. However, I had just over an hour to clear immigration, get my bag, clear customs, and get to the gate. Thankfully I made the earlier flight and was reunited with my wife. (Sorry Atlanta friends, I will have to see you another day.) Praise God with me that Donna and I did not have to spend more time apart.
Pray as I switch gears, prepare for my March trip to Kenya (Africa Theological Seminary’s graduation and teaching a class), and as I return to writing (more on that in a later blog).