Not a great start...
It’s Wednesday night, about Midnight, and it hits me… “I’m supposed to speak in chapel tomorrow!” Not a problem. I go into my room, set my alarm for 6am, and sit down to think and pray about what I should speak on. After an hour or so, I go to bed.
It’s 6am, I jump up, get in the shower, get dressed, grab my bag with all of my stuff for the day and start to walk out the door. Just as I was about to leave, something catches my eye. It’s a clock. A clock that reads 4:30am. Yeah. That’s right, I woke up at 4am misread my alarm clock and was about to be 3 hours early for chapel.
I get back in bed, thinking I might be able to get a little more sleep… and I do. I wake up and realize it is 7:20am. I’m late.
I redress and run out the door.
I speed across town, praying that I am not going to be so late that it completely ruins that whole schedule of the school, never to be invited back again.
I pull into the parking lot of the school at the exact time that I was told chapel was going to start.
I grab my bible, jump out of the car, and quickly make my way toward the building that I think is where the school holds chapel.
As I am walking to the door, I am met by the principle. I immediately start to apologize for being late, which is one of my personal pet peeves, so you can imagine how I feel when I am the one who is late.
The principle just looks at me and says, “No problem. Chapel isn’t until next Tuesday.”
So I wasn’t late. I was early… real early.
But the good news is I was at the office before anyone else!