Joy Ride

I was going to pick up the missionaries today for a lesson with a girl that is investigating the church.  The lesson was at 5:30.  I honestly wanted to say no to helping this time as it would require rush hour traffic in the cities driving, but I thought better of it knowing I could do this for them and for Jesus Christ. 

I had to pick them up by 4:45 so we could make it to the appointment on time.  I left my apartment at 4:20 so I could pick them up on time.  Traffic was horrible, as expected.  There was a delay on the interstate that added about seven extra minutes, so when I was stuck at a light at 4:45 (ten blocks from the church), I picked up my phone to text the sisters to let them know I got stuck in traffic but I was on my way. 

My phone had a new text message.  The Sister missionaries told me the investigator had cancelled due to feeling poorly.  They sent the message at 3:20.  My phone received it at 4:42.  Ugghhh!  Stupid apartment with bad cell phone reception!

So I flipped a U'ey at the next light and returned to the congested interstate.  I very much dislike rush hour traffic.  One mile took 15 minutes.  I got back to my apartment at 5:25.  An hour of joy riding.  In heavy city traffic.

Oh joy.