So I am off on my next adventure. It’s funny how you can be so nervous about something you’ve been doing for over twenty years. Could it be that I am out of practice? Could it be that all of the previous times I was flying my own jet? Maybe it’s the lack of information in knowing what is coming next.
Certainly it has to do with missing my family tremendously. Certainly it has to do with a dramatic lack of sleep. I can see how someone could drop into depression this way. I have never been good at isolation. Like so many else, you can be alone in a crowded room. And yet, I am never alone because I have the ASSURANCE that He will never leave me nor forsake me.
We often ask for God to make things easier on us. Why is that? Has anything of value ever come easily? Are things that matter most done on the cheap? I submit, not. No, through all this, we are more than conquerors.
I may not be feeling cheery, and the rain outside in this foreign land is helping. But God reminds me that He is able to do impossibly more than I can think or imagine.
So to Him be the glory!
Resting in His grace.
