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Around the World in 88 Years -E Book - Arthur Burt

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I got on <strong>the</strong> plane and looked at <strong>the</strong> ticket and I noticed <strong>the</strong> ticketgot <strong>in</strong>to Chicago, 6:00 and <strong>the</strong> Manchester plane left at 6:10. Tenm<strong>in</strong>utes! I said, “Will I have time?”“Don’t th<strong>in</strong>k so.”So while we’re up <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> air, <strong>the</strong> pilot said, “Could I have yourattention?” There are very dangerous thunderstorms ahead. Andra<strong>the</strong>r than take you through <strong>the</strong>m, we are go<strong>in</strong>g around. Butunfortunately, it will add ano<strong>the</strong>r half hour to <strong>the</strong> journey.” Thatwas not now 10 m<strong>in</strong>utes, but 40 m<strong>in</strong>utes away!I tried to get off <strong>the</strong> plane. I couldn’t get out. When I got <strong>the</strong>re,I was fed up, lost <strong>the</strong> Presence, weary…. I stood <strong>the</strong>re and said,“Oh Lord, I’m all wrong. Please forgive me, have mercy on me.”I thought, “Well, <strong>the</strong> plane’s gone, that’s it.” And I crawled alongto <strong>the</strong> Manchester gate. It was empty, everybody gone. Therewere two girls laugh<strong>in</strong>g, giggl<strong>in</strong>g at <strong>the</strong> desk. I said, “Has <strong>the</strong>Manchester plane gone?”“Mr. <strong>Burt</strong>, Mr. <strong>Burt</strong>! Are you Mr. <strong>Burt</strong>?!”“Yes.”“Get yourself down <strong>the</strong>re! You’ve held <strong>the</strong> plane up for 25 m<strong>in</strong>utes!They’re all wait<strong>in</strong>g for you! Get yourself down <strong>the</strong>re!”And <strong>the</strong>y grabbed me and stuck me <strong>in</strong> a first class seat!“You weren’t late to <strong>the</strong> meet<strong>in</strong>g after all!”Some years ago, a dear little Episcopal priest named Fa<strong>the</strong>rSherwood took me on a tour of Cape Kennedy. We had arrangedto go that night to a meet<strong>in</strong>g of Charismatic Roman Catholicswhere <strong>the</strong>y had <strong>in</strong>vited me to speak. I was stopp<strong>in</strong>g at <strong>the</strong> homeof Bro<strong>the</strong>r Tom Snyder. When we returned after our tour of <strong>the</strong>Space Center, we were ra<strong>the</strong>r late and Tom had already gone to<strong>the</strong> meet<strong>in</strong>g.I was still <strong>in</strong> casual clo<strong>the</strong>s, and I thought, “Well, I suppose Tomwould have taken my Bible and tambour<strong>in</strong>e and my jacket to <strong>the</strong>meet<strong>in</strong>g.” So, I turned to Fa<strong>the</strong>r Sherwood, we called him“Sherry”, and said, “Well, we’d better go straight to <strong>the</strong> hall,Bro<strong>the</strong>r.”205

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