
On Friday afternoon I was asked if I wanted to “go tomorrow”. I took this to mean church as Tom has invited me to go with him to church on Sunday. “Sure!” I said.
“OK, we’ll be leaving at 1:30 tomorrow morning.”
Something didn’t quite sound right about that. I didn’t realise I was a day early for church. What I had immediately said “Sure!” to was a 1-day mission trip. Various church members from a couple of local churches had signed up to go by bus to San Francisco to hand out Audio Bibles, and now I was going, at 1:30am.
They had hired a bus to do the journey in. It needed to be a tough...