“If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast” (Psalm 139:9-10).
This was our day: a sleepy bus ride to O’Hare in the predawn light…a smooth check-in of 19 passengers and 25 bags…McDonald’s for breakfast, sitting on the floor at gate K-9…a four-hour flight to San Juan, Puerto Rico…a three-hour layover that extended to four hours when our plane had mechanical problems and a new one was readied…a bumpy flight to Santo Domingo on a noisy twin-engine plane…customs and baggage claim…and a one-hour bus ride through downtown Santo Domingo to the Dominican Fiesta Hotel.
Others from our team arrived via St. Louis and Atlanta, New York, Philadelphia and Orlando, and now, finally, we are all settled in our rooms, with orders to get a good night’s rest before we go to church in the village of Cielo tomorrow morning.
This was our day: as we traveled to the “far side of the sea,” God held us fast.
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