PS

PS
One of the reasons I dug up Dave’s essay is because I am totally trying to preach the gospel to myself this morning.

I had something very disturbing happen on my third flight yesterday (it was actually two of the worst hours I’ve ever spent in my life!). I shook for two hours on the plane and then had to–TRY TO–switch into “pleasant Tara meet the event hosts” mode … but really all I wanted to do was CRY and RUN AWAY.

Couldn’t sleep last night–pretty much ALL night–and now I have to pull myself together to get ready, pack, and go to serve.

Please do pray for me. I truly want to serve well.

Oh–and just in case you’re wondering WHAT happened–I can’t go into details about the flight. To do so would be to tell someone else’s story and I don’t have permission to do that. Plus, since I will never see this person again, it’s just over and I have to “feel it, grieve it, and move on.”

Still … I’m shaking even now.

Errrrrgh! This life can be so hard. And remembering suffering Christians around the world; our suffering soldiers deployed overseas … doesn’t make our miniscule suffering go away, does it?

Remember the gospel! Feel and grieve it and move on. Guess I’m still in the feeling and grieving it mode.