I usually don’t make my schedule this hectic not only for personal sanity reasons but because I have a wife that will knock me out. But every now and then, it just happens. When I was given the chance to travel to South Africa, it was a no brainer. But it also created a whirlwind of a schedule that has left me a little exhausted and unable to put together a string of blog posts I really want to write.
In a span of about 96 hours, I’ll have flown from Durban to Capetown, South Africa; then 12 hours from Capetown to Frankfurt; 6 hours layover in early wee hours at the Frankfurt airport; then another 12 hours from Frankfurt to Seattle. I felt fine during the bulk of my trip but I think the sushi I ate during my stay in Capetown caught up to me. What’s the lesson here? Perhaps, it’s to avoid sushi in Africa but the problem is that sushi is my kyrptonite. I eat it anywhere and everywhere I can afford it.
Or perhaps, my body just ain’t what it used to be and the return flights just broke it down because by late Saturday and early Sunday, I was vomiting up a hurricane and shaking like a bad dancer. Yes, I admit that I was tempted to call in sick but I didn’t want to miss preaching at Quest two Sundays in a row. Thankfully, I made it through all three services on Sunday but had a bucket for any vomitaceous uprisings by the pulpit just in case. And for those who like vivid images, I actually did vomit a little [in my mouth] during the 9.15am service only to swallow it back in.
Like a good pastor, I took one for the team.
Between the 2nd and 3rd service where most folks were watching some obscure game called the Super Bowl, I crashed and slept. Woke up in time to get to the 5pm service at 5.02pm.
And to test the body one more time, I catch the earliest flight possible in a few hours to tropical Chicago for a few days at the Covenant Midwinter Conference. While exhausted, I look forward to the one opportunity each year I get to meet, connect, and be encouraged by folks within my denomination. I jokingly change my name to Eugene Chohannson in tribute to the Swedish roots of the denomination but if you didn’t know, it’s one of the few denominations with a serious commitment to diversity and multiculturalism – not for the sake of being politically correct but because it theologically, biblically, and sociologically critical.
So back to the whirlwind 96 hour schedule: Durban, Capetown, Frankfurt, Seattle, Chicago, and eventually back to Seattle soon.
I ain’t into prosperity theology but right about now, I’d like to name and claim that Private Jet. Any witnesses in da house?