It was a day of rush and wait. The airport in London was fantastic. I wish I had some time to see the sights but, like I said, it was a rush to get off one plane, go through security again, find the gate, and wait for the next flight. The flights were exhausting. From Chicago to London was an eight-hour flight. I tried to sleep but was so uncomfortable that sleep did not come easy. After thinking the flight from Chicago to London was long, I guess I wasn’t prepared for the flight from London to Chennai. It was over ten hours! I slept a little better on that flight but still it wasn’t enough.
We arrived in Chennai at 4:00 a.m. The line to go through customs was painstakingly long. The guy who checked and stamped my passport was none too friendly. He practically threw my passport back at me. We had people waiting for us at the airport and they presented us with garlands and took our pictures. It had been raining for several days and it was still raining so the streets were very nasty. The ride to the hotel was one of the most interesting things I have ever experienced. The roads are laid out in no discernible pattern. Motorbikes and bicycles were everywhere. Everyone honked their horns constantly. Riding in a car in this foreign land is fascinating and scary. We were driving on the wrong side of the road!
We arrived at our hotel room around 5:30 a.m. By the time I got in my room I was so exhausted that I broke into tears. I miss my wife and daughter. I am overwhelmed by this strange place. I spent time in prayer asking God for his protection. I am honestly not sure why I am here so I prayed for God’s peace and his purpose. I prayed for my family and for people back home. I prayed that God would give me strength to do what he wants me to do while I am here. After crying and praying for a while I finally fell asleep, overwhelmed by the presence of God halfway around the world.