Things went great at Immanuel Baptist. Finished up my part in the conference on Thursday night. Sure wish I could stay for all of it, but I have prior obligations in Overland, MO that I must keep. The flight went smooth, in the sense that they handled my luggage alright, and I made my connections, and we didn't crash or anything, but boy was it long. I hardly slept at all on the flight to Minneapolis. They had us crammed in there like canned hams, and of course, the evil midgets who secretly rule the world and despise all tall people, had conspired to make my chair too short for me to get comfortable in any position well enough to sleep. Then, once I was on the not even hour long flight to St. Louis, I had an entire row to myself and could stretch out. Why couldn't they do that on the prior flight!!
Made it home. What a homecoming! Man is it ever good to be home. No man should ever have to be away from family for that long. Don't know how our military guys stand it. I got Anna jade earrings, and this nifty hand-made, beadwork hair thing (holds the hair back, don't know the official name), the boys t-shirts with bears of Alaska, and Elizabeth some lambskin, pink moccasins. Had time for a shower and a nap, and then off to Open Door Baptist church in Overland for their annual Missions Banquet. The meeting is going well so far. Gave our testimonies Saturday night, and have Adult Sunday school, our slides, and two sermons to preach today. Sure am looking forward to a rest on Monday and Tuesday….