It's Sunday evening, 9:16 p.m. to be exact. I've just boarded a flight as I have to be at an account at 8a.m. Monday morning. I actually got to the gate at 8:31, 9 minutes before the flight was supposed to leave at 8:40, and got a stern lecture on how I was late and doors close 10 minutes before departure and I'm lucky that she was letting me on. I board and sit down, 5 minutes later 3 more people get on. 2 minutes later 2 more people get on. Go figure! I wonder what their lecture was like?!
So I sit down in my seat and I notice the couple across from me is praying. It looks like she has chemo as she's bald and wearing a baseball hat. They finish a discussion and then they pick up books, he a devotional and she "The Shanty" which I've never read but know a lot of my friends have read. I presume they're Christians. I hear some men behind me talking about God and church and believing and I once again assume, Christians. I pull out my Bible to continue my O'Cheyne Challenge.
The last two gentlemen who got on both had the yamachas (how DO you spell that?) and those two nice curly locks on the sides of their head plus that black hat and those big black coats. I assume, Rabbis.
We go to take off and right before the plane lifts off, the guy in the seat across and one up from me does does the sign of the cross in a big, noticeable gesture. Catholic, I once again assume.
So my question is, what do you get when you put a Catholic, 2 rabbis and 5 Christians on a plane? I'm thinking A very religious flight to somewhere in the whole grain, Bible belted lower Midwest.... I'm thinking Omaha! Ye haw!
Oh - and I actually finished reading all my chapters for today and tomorrow as I know I'm going to lag behind this week. I'm pretty sure that I'll get to see my niece Brittany as I have a meeting I'm Kansas City that I'll need to drive over for. Right now I plan on being there for two days and I'm sure we'll party and I'll neglect my reading, so I'm doubling up when I can!