As I type this, the boarding passes for tomorrow’s flights are noisily printing beside me. Music of the chunking inkjet print head lays down a steady beat, interspersed with the occasional whirring of paper spooling to the next line. While this may seem mundane (even trivial) on other days, I hear the printer praising God on the behalf of the Czech team. You see, getting the boarding passes required a trip to the airport and intervention from Pastor Drew Carson. If we had waited until tomorrow to attempt check-in, it might have been a mad scramble to get Drew’s authorization in time. Praise God! Now with the boarding passes printed we are clear for take-off tomorrow.