APPOINTMENT
Walk With Steve Into Missionary Appointment
Steve - finding the good
in a Colorado blizzard
Home For Christmas (Maybe)
A Blizzard is described as an intense amount of snowfall. Growing up in Africa, I have never had the privilege of experiencing one. Snow- yes, but blizzard-no. Last month that all changed. I was scheduled to return to Oklahoma to spend Christmas with my parents.
On the way to the airport in Denver, the snow began. Three feet later with vehicles sliding off the road left and right, I realized that I was not returning that afternoon. Calling the airport, it was confirmed. DIA had already closed. Turning around, we headed for my cousin's house to get out of the white-out.
For the next four days, I tried calling the airline without being able to get through. When I finally got through my request was simple: "I want to be back in Tulsa for Christmas". The agent on the other end of the phone tried to stifle a laugh. The airport had been closed for two and a half days; 125,000 people missed their connection every day.
Christmas was spent in Colorado with my cousins, aunt, and uncle. It turned out to be a great time with my family. This was a special moment. God's plans are always best. During the next few years in Burundi I will definitely miss being able to be with my family in Colorado. They are awesome people.
The next weekend blizzard number two came through. I finally made it back to Tulsa the 1st of January. Two weeks later than I anticipated. However, I learned a valuable lesson. If you are going to get caught in a blizzard during itineration, Colorado is the place to be! We went skiing, snow-mobiling, and sledding in some of the most incredible scenery in the world. My uncle is a man of wisdom, he insightfully remarked: Probably not much chance of snow this time next year in Burundi!