OK, so it has been a LONG time since I have written any NEW posts. I occasionally get on to tinker and repost some old things, but since beginning homeschooling, I just haven't had the time to write like I used to. With Andrew leaving in four days for Australia, I am needing to just exhale and put "pen" to paper about how I am feeling. So here I am.
When I think about him going, it is surreal...like I am watching from the outside. Just how far is Australia from Iowa exactly? 8,990 miles.
Is he prepared? Will he be ready? Will he find his way through LAX OK?
I have been looking forward to him going, excited, thrilled for him and what God is going to do in him and through him....so why am I having a hard time breathing right now? Why is there such a lump in my stomach moving all the way up through my throat and stinging my eyes?
Lord, I trust You and what You are going to do in Andrew's life. I know You have good plans for him. I know he is under Your protection.
But, the reality is beginning to sink in.
Of not being able to talk to Andrew any time I want.
Of real possibilities of real danger.
Of him being gone. For 6 months. Gone. 8,990 miles gone.
Lord, I know you will be teaching all of us many life lessons through this experience. And, you are showing me what it really means to truly follow You. Anywhere. Everywhere.