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A Call to Prayer

Sometime before we reached Mumbai

The crickets started their part

in the great symphony of the night.

“We’re still here!  We’re still here!”

They sang and called me to God.


A song rose in my heart in response

that I could not sing aloud.

What would the taxi driver think?

He may have thought I was a little off.


So I let it sing inside of me:

“Lord forgive us.

We have not honored you.

We have not cared for your creation.

We have not loved one another.

We have not cared for the poor and the weak.”


We reached Mumbai.

Waited for hours to be told

No room for you on this plane.

We were escorted out of the airport

and put in a taxi

by some kind airport officials.

The taxi drove off.

The driver and his co-worker

working the phones to get us

on another flight or into a hotel

in the wee hours of the morning.

A call came,

“You are lucky! Confirmed seats


They raced us back to the airport.

Same kind officials

escorted us quickly through

the lines and waved good-bye.

There was room on the plane


We made it, last to board,

walking in a dream.

Very grateful.

© 2014 Julie Clark

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Lenten Post #3


My amazing daughter and her wonderful husband came from Omaha for a quick visit this weekend.  They had a wedding to be a part of in Bellingham.  We were delighted!  It was another chance to be with them.  We happily picked them up at the airport and drove them where they needed to go.  We were even invited to the wedding because my daughter has always been a great sharer of her friends.  When they left in the wee hours of Sunday morning, they thanked us for everything.  It was like thanking my lungs for breathing or my hands for feeding me.  Of course!   I love you!  I love being with you!


This was over-laid in my mind with our scripture reading and sermon topic for the second Sunday of Lent.  John 13 where Jesus washed His disciples feet.  “What you will never wash my feet!”  Peter impulsively shouts out.  Jesus loved his disciples to the full extent.  God loves the world to the full extent.  Washing his disciples feet was not so hard for Jesus because he loved them.  A greater and much harder sacrifice lay just ahead.  Even though he agonized over it more than we can imagine in the garden, love won and Jesus picked up his cross and headed for the hill.  “For the joy set before him he endured the cross.”  We are his joy.

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Journey to India Journal


When two rivers converge into one we all know how turbulent that place of convergence is.  Well, we experienced that in a small degree this morning when we tried to check-in at the United desk in Seattle.  Apparently Continental Airline and United have united recently.   We had a gracious employee who took us on as her special project.  She had to abandon her post of herding the masses to the screens to begin their check-in.  It only took about half an hour to sort us out.   Our eticket itinerary told us we were changing flights in Chicago but she told us that was so yesterday and today we were going to go through Washington DC instead.  That was all good, we even had an extra two hours in the airport.  It would have been nice to know all this before hand, we possibly could have had gotten up at 5 instead of 3! (An extra 2 hours of sleep!)  Oh well, we made up for it and found some of those airport chairs in the Alaska section that don’t have arm rests.  We stretched out and took a little catnap.  Semi refreshed, we got our coffees and whipped out our almond butter sandwiches for breakfast.  There was another interesting bit getting on the plane.  Instead of the normal 4ish boarding groups there were 8!  The kept welcoming all the preferred passengers, gold elite members and beautiful people.  They were all of course 1 – 4ers.  We on the other hand had the number 8.  That meant when it was time for us to board we had to check-in our hand carry on’s with wheels because there was no more room in the cabins above.  We quick switched our leather shoes for our Teva’ s in anticipation for the hot/muggy air of Pune.  Grabbed everything else out of those bags that we thought we would need or at least feel secure in having on our person, (i.e. books) and boarded our plane.  All this adventure and it wasn’t even 8:00!


Three airplane rides, several catnaps, walks through the airports and some interesting conversations we arrived happily in Pune to be greeted by our eldest son and daughter-in-law!

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