The flight home didn't look too promising. Bishop Greg dropped me off at Regina Airport at 6.00am and it was clear that my flight from Chicago to London had been cancelled despite the fact that I had checked in on line the night before. So I was rerouted to add on an extra leg from Chicago to Washington before the Tranatlantic flight. Once again I faced very lengthy and slow queues at Chicago and only just boarded the flight to Washington before the gates were closed.
On the London flight I found I had been allocated a window seat with additional legroom. Next to me was Ronda, who sold software to hospitals and besides her was Brady who designed clothing for the trendy Spyder range of winter sports clothing. Somehow we got chatting, sharing dreams and hopes of transformation. Ronda was heading off for a holiday in Turkey. She spoke of her hope to have a B&B in some Developing Country with 6 rooms which could be left to the community when she died. Brady came alive when he was making sustainable furniture out of wood damaged by the Colorado Beetle. He showed us a picture of an amazing chair he had made.
Ronda doubtless helped the community on row 33 to form by generously buying us each a small bottle of wine to go with our meals. I shared a few insights from my journey of faith and hope and pray that our time together will have helped each of us to move a step closer to becoming fully alive and realising God's dream for each of us.
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