Riding For Christ
Was it a Bad Day?
W
e were
in China
getting
our two
boys that we adopted
and had just got off the
bullet train. Riding a
train traveling 200 mph
is super cool. What
wasn’t cool is how my
day was ruined even
faster.
We had got off the train and found our guide. She
was the sweetest little lady you ever saw and we
were very excited to get the second boy. As we were
walking through the train station, I stopped and
yelled, “Oh shit!”
I’m not bragging. I’m not proud. I didn’t plan it. I’m
just being honest in repeating it. Everyone stopped
and looked at me. Well, everyone in my little group
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Kevin Weatherby
that is. My wife, sensing that something was wrong,
grabbed my arm and worriedly inquired what was
wrong.
Where is the bag of snacks?
She looked around and said, “I don’t see it. Who was
supposed to have it?”
“Me!” I said.
We had been given a bunch of snacks for Jake (the
oldest child we had already received) and packed
them in a big red gift bag. We started double
checking the little luggage cart we had and looking
twice at everything we were carrying. It wasn’t like
it wasn’t the only red bag and easily seen, but we
looked and looked anyway.
Finally, Vivian (our guide) said, “We can get more
snacks. It’s ok.”
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