Stranded by an ash cloud—how I prayed

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There I was, stranded at an airport in Chicago, only halfway to my destination.

An ash cloud was moving across the United States from west to east as a result of the 1980 volcanic explosion of Mt. St. Helens, in Washington State. Air travel had been suspended. All indications were pointing to the fact that I was going to be stuck in Chicago for a while. What the heck was I going to do for an indefinite amount of time? I didn’t want to be there. I had no money--not even a credit card--no place to stay, and nothing constructive to do. Or so I thought.

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