Diary of a Prophecy Club Speaker - Day 2

I had a good, restful night at the Johnson home.  Woke up at 6:00 a.m., cleaned up, packed up, then Stan and I headed to the airport.  (But first, a stop at the local caffeine dealer, Starbucks).  I flew from Dallas to  Kansas City to Portland, landing at about 2:00 p.m pacific time ( I gained two hours of daytime).

Portland was beautiful Friday, with crystal clear skies and the temperature was only about 75.  The meeting was at the Red Lion on the River Hotel.  This is one of my favorite places to stay.  The accomodations are very nice there.  After resting well, I went to the Hotel restaurant, Shenanigan’s, and had one of my favorite dishes, seafood pasta.

The meeting was at 7:00 and the room filled quickly.  I guess there were about 100 in attendance or so.  Several people that came, I remembered meeting them last year when I spoke on the DaVinci Code.  I could tell that many of the people there were eager to hear what the Lord has laid on my heart to share.  There were some there that I wasn’t so sure about, but nobody caused any commotion.  My hope is that it goes this well throughout the remainder of the tour.  Many people came to me after I was done speaking and gave comments, asked questions, gave me their own conspiracy theories, etc.  I tried to be gracious to all of them, but by the time I was through speaking, it was already 12:30 central time,  which is the clock my body was using.  The last words that I had were with two dear saints from Romania.  These two ladies had a wonderful spirit about them.  I tried to be accomodating to their questions, but I was very tired.

Bro. James, the meeting MC walked me to my room, we wished each other well, and parted.  Finally, I can go to bed!  My alarm clock on my cell phone woke me up at 3:00 a.m. Pacific time.  I had to shower, pack, and meet the airport shuttle at 4:00 a.m. and catch my flight out at 5:20.  The airport was packed, hardly no one on duty, lines were long, and security….I won’t even go there!

I sat cramped on a 3 hour flight from Portland to Pheonix, had just enough time to get off one plane, grab a breakfast burrito, and get on another plane, headed to St.  Louis, again, cramped on a 3 hour flight.

I slept very well Saturday night, and was glad to be back with my family again.

Monday, we leave for Omaha.  For four days, my wife, three of my children and I are going to drive this part of the tour.  This is the way I like to travel the most.  I’ll see you when we get there.