"Your six o’clock flight has been canceled. You need to call immediately to reschedule." Mark received word from his wife last night. We would need to call and see what arrangements we could make to get back to Oklahoma from Virginia. We were about to head our to our last meeting for the Riddle Group. My flight would depart Dulles at 6:55 a.m. and put me back in OKC at 10:30 a.m. Great news. I would get in nearly an hour earlier. Things looked real good. A light dusting of snow as I left the hotel before 5 a.m. this morning. (As my friends on the West Coast are prone to do, "That would be 4 a.m. back home.")

My flight arrived at 8:25 in St. Louis. Snow. My hope was to get out before socked in. We wee assigned a new gate and a delay was posted. We boarded nearly an hour late but I still thought I would make it back at least by my original time. Then, we sat. And sat. And sat. And sat. Three hours sitting on the plane at the gate. We pushed back just before 1 p.m. Two to three inches fell while we sat and sat. Heavy equipment came to move thee snow. It was announced the plane would need to be de-iced.


Once de-iced we were on our way. I finally landed about 2:25 p.m. I was glad the pilot reminded us of our patience and their desire to get us to our destination safely. It could have been worse. I could be typing this from St. Louis. The upside – I was able to get some reading done in Darrel Guder’s Missional Church. I realized I should have read this one five years ago. I had skipped ahead to The Continual Conversion of the Church. A good read. I know why President Dunbar remarked about the impact of Missional Church in his recent newsletter. If you have not read it, you should.