So I was going through security today and I knew the TSA agent checking luggage on the x-ray machine. That was sort of surreal. Back in my pre-NCC days, I directed a parachurch ministry. And one day I visited this kid’s first grade class. I was his show-and-tell.

I said, “Hey Michael, do you remember me?” He gave me a big smile. But here’s the kicker. He had his superior check my suitcase because of something that looked suspicious. How hilarious is that. Wasn’t sure what to make of that.