Today in the car I was talking about Phyllis and her Columbia trip and how excited I am that she going. Following God.
Am I scared? Nope.
Am I nervous? A little.
Why? Because I am afraid someone is going to think something is funny and get shot by the drug cartel. Hey, I am nothing but honest.
It's kind of funny if you think about it. Well, not really. That's really my only fear.
This is how I look at it, if she wasn't meant to go... God would have closed every door. So that's how it goes.
maybe that's what you call faith. Or maybe some might say it's complete stupidity. I chose Faith.
It's going to be here before I know it. And I will be dropping her off at the airport, I will be crying, and praying. Until it's time to pick her up, and then I'll be crying, and praising!
Matthew 17:20 He replied, "Because you have so little faith. I tell you the truth, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, 'Move from here to there' and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you."