Unfaithful Blogger

I just looked at my archives and realized that I have not been particularly faithful to blogging for the last few months. It can get tricky sometimes keeping track of all the options for communication. Some of the options are so similar, I sometimes blur the lines a bit.

Let's see....there's Twitter, there's Facebook, there's my blog, there's e-mail updates, there's Skype...the list seems endless. Each serves its purpose, but at times I think there might be just too many options. Each comes with its own set of expectations, and something has to give. Hmm...did I mention face-to-face communication, telephones, letters...etc...? I think that is probably what suffers. As we develop the habits of virtual communication, we need to make sure we retain the connections that I like to call "analog" (as opposed to digital).

Do you ever struggle to keep up with your communication? What do you do to keep the tensions in check?

Encounter on a plane

I flew to Orlando Sunday evening. Most of my trips, I am able to get a non-stop flight, but in this instance, I had to fly via Atlanta. If you know anything about Atlanta airport, you know it is a nice airport, but still not a place you want to go if you don't have to.

There had been some storms earlier in the day and I counted about 40 airplanes waiting to take off on two of the runways as we landed. When an airport as busy as Atlanta has storm issue, it can have a real "domino effect" and mess up your plans. Sunday was no exception.

When I arrived in Atlanta, I made a neat connection with a family that had been on my incoming flight. We looked at the monitor and found that our flight to Orlando was delayed by 2 1/2 hours. Not good news. We looked into what options might exist, but gave up and went our separate ways to get some dinner.

When I came back from dinner, I went to customer service and learned that I could get a slightly earlier flight, so I booked on it. I got a seat near the front, and ended up between a friendly off-duty flight attendant going home, and another weary traveller bound for Orlando.

I had one chapter left to read in "The Shack" so I pulled it out to finish it. When the "weary traveler" next to me saw it, she said, "Hey! My mom gave me a copy of that book this weekend! What is it like?" From what I had discerned from conversations to that point, I sensed she probably wasn't an active follower of Jesus. I was glad she had been given a copy of the book. I told her it was a book to stimulate your thinking about God and what He is like. "Oh, I think about that often already..."

After some mental wrestling with myself, I pulled out my card at the end of the flight to give it to her and she said, "Oh! I'm glad for that...I was going to ask you for one!" We agreed to talk after she had read the book. I look forward to seeing where our conversations go.

I find that, in air travel, there are those who want to chat, and those who want to be left alone. Have you ever had a meaningful on a plane trip? I'd love to hear about it!