I am sitting patiently in the Seattle-Tacoma airport. My flight to South Dakota doesn’t leave for another hour, so I’m trying to chill out. I’m watching the sun peak through the clouds before it sets in the distance.

Seattle is so beautiful during the fall. The maple leaves turn so bright, you’d they were on fire. They look like lighthouses against the dark evergreens and grey sky. It’s wonderful!

This afternoon I spoke at an event put on by the Diocese of Seattle. They’ve been doing this event for a while, so it’s run very well. It’s nice to show up at a place and know that the success or failure doesn’t depend on me. My friend Mark Hart was the MC for the afternoon, and we work well together.

Tonight I’ll be going to sleep in South Dakota. Traveling to two spots in one weekend is exhausting, but these are exciting places to visit. Well, I have an 45 minutes left until we board, so I’ll read some more of my John Grisham book.