Sorry, sorry, sorry. My internal clock is set to Europe and the Middle East time zones. Maybe my brain wasn’t functioning at full capacity?
The preacher’s clock, located under the balcony in LIVE, was working just fine. Our mid-week conversation was cruising along just fine. But the last few minutes just wouldn’t pass. I talked and talked, yet it felt like time was standing still. I was so tired, the last few minutes seemed like an eternity.
Then I noticed. The clock battery had died. It wasn’t 7:50. 8:20 was the true time.
I apologize to our loyal listeners.