Nothing Sketchy About That At All…

Aargh! In just a few hours I’m fly­ing out to Bal­ti­more for a week (I’ll be serv­ing in a friend’s wed­ding, con­nect­ing with some min­istry peers, and sight­see­ing).

Just one lit­tle prob­lem… I lost my wed­ding ring. I sat down to check my email this morn­ing and noticed that my hand felt odd. I glanced down and saw a ring of tan­less flesh where the glint of gold ought to be.

All I can imag­ine is that it came off in the show­er or some­thing.

What a time to mis­place my wed­ding ring. The phrase that keeps run­ning through my head is min­is­ter trav­els with­out wed­ding ring. Noth­ing sketchy about that at all…

Rest assured that a fran­tic search is about to ensue!

Update: found. I was in my bed–I must have been play­ing with it right before I fell asleep or some­thing. Whew!