The words no one ever wants to hear.
Your flight has been cancelled.
About the time I should have been climbing into bed at my son’s house in Bend, I was climbing into my bed at the Homewood Suites at San Francisco Airport.
I’m on an early flight to Portland, and my son is driving over the mountains to pick me up. Thanks to United, I had a gourmet breakfast with my food vouchers.
It’s the second day of Christmas. How will Jesus’ love be incarnated today? At least there was room for me at inn!