In yesterday’s posting, I mentioned that I was on my way to Malta. One of my many jobs yesterday morning before leaving was to prepare posts for the rest of the week so that I suddenly wouldn’t disappear into the ether. I was so distracted and busy, however, that I completely forgot to write anything before leaving.
Here I was sitting in the departure lounge of Terminal 4 at Heathrow when it suddenly struck me that I had nothing for the blog today. A moment of mild panic ensued and then I saw a big sign saying, “Internet.” For 3 British Pounds I have been given 30 minutes of time in which to send you my greetings.
Tomorrow, please God, I’ll be writing from the wee island in the middle of the Mediterrean. It’s a tough life on the Missions, isn’t it?