Well.... here I am again on the eve of another Ecumenical gathering. This time it is off to Woodbridge New Jersey for the General Assembly of the National Council of Churches.
My trip up and over to NJ was somewhat uneventful in nature, but I did get to see a friend from Wichita/Boston in the Atlanta airport, which is kind of a random and weird thing. I'd say its the first time I have come across a familiar face, in an airport, while traveling. I enjoy traveling and flying and watching people, so the trip has been good, so far, from that perspective.On both flights I had the opportunity to sit by 'non-talkers,' which isn't really a problem, but I do like a little relational, in flight, chit chat. The first seat mate was an interesting chap... as I got to my row, the exit row (extra leg room), he began talking to his buddy across the aisle in sort a a third person rhetorical dialog... they went back and forth playing off one another..." 'I'm just here to fly, I'll just fall asleep, so don't talk to me.'...'I don't really like to talk on planes, so i don't really want anyone talking to me'...'just leave me alone, and let me be'.... OK already, I get the point... I really wanted to say... "so, where are you from? Tell me about your family? What do you know about Jesus?" but I refrained. The retired dude behind me had us all covered... "So Honey, (to the young woman beside him) is this home for you?" It was a great hour long conversation to overhear about business, politics and hunting...
I was greeted at the Newark airport by these words... "You need Taxi? You come, I take you." As my bag was snatched out of my hand and away we went. As we approached a big ol' grey Lincoln, that did not look like a cab, I was, at least, able to find out how much the fare would be to Woodbridge, which did match the posted rate at the nearby cab station rate chart. As we sped away, a sign inside the airpot came to my mind, "Be careful not to get into unmarked, unkown cars." Great... I'm thinking... what have I done? Urgently, I began looking around the car for a sign that I was actaully in some form of public transportation.Behold there they were... two licenses posted in the front window.. I was good to go and we were on our way...
Enough about travel, except to say that I enjoy new places and meeting new people. As for the conference, I have been invited by the United Methodist denomination as a Proxy Delegate to this General assembly... I am not sure exactly what that means, but I am eagerly looking forward to learning more at tomorrow's orientation gathering.
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