It was an hour before conference time. They were getting off to a late start and it looked like speed limit all the way for any chance of making it in time for the opening gavel. The pastor behind the wheel had experienced the inevitable last minute problems relating to Sunday’s bulletin. One of the hymns he’d picked for the service had only the second tune in their hymnals. The congregation wasn’t familiar with it and the choir couldn’t lead it without practice, and they weren’t practicing this week. It was prestigious being pastor of the largest church in the district, but something last-minute always seemed to come up just when he was leaving for an important out-of-town meeting. There were times when he wished God’s work at his church would take care of itself and he could get off to c…