This week’s episode is brought to you by turbulence, terminal floors, and the Lord’s Day mercies.

Andrew just returned (barely) from a denominational conference in Mound Bayou, MS. What should have been a routine ministry trip turned into a saga of emergency landings, missed connections, and one unforgettable overnight nap on the floor of the Charlotte airport. He rolled into church at 8:45am Sunday morning—rumpled, redeemed, and ready(ish) to preach by 10.

Meanwhile, Tim took his talents to Las Vegas for a side gig—don’t worry, it was all above board (he swears), and he only lost time, not tithe money. Also, it’s the anniversary he almost died.And in a plot twist no one saw coming, Frank stepped into the pulpit at a church in Tampa, bringing the Word while the rest of us were bringing snacks to gate C12.

As always, we’re here to recap Sunday, laugh at our Mondays, and remind you that the Lord can use all things—even delayed flights and a stiff neck from sleeping under fluorescent lights—for His glory.