The first day on the trip of my life.
It was a great one!
Long stay at the airport.
Huge bag on my back, and airline that said that we were not going anywhere but home (AIM headcounters).
What a blessing, it gave me a chance to let the nerves that were killing me just fester some more.
The amazing thing about God is that he has perfect timing.
It seems that he is never late.
I am just sometimes really early.
In the stillness of the day after we were suppose to leave I had a great opportunity for quiet time.
It’s been a crazy couple of days so it was a great chance to catch up with my Lord and Savior.
While praying and reading I started to think about not having a home, to be starving and have no place to lay my head, to be DISPLACED, hungry and uncomfortable.
Can that happen?
Does that still happen?
We put men on the moon and have self winding watches, surely not in the 21st century. Not in the XBOX, yoga, mp3 player world that I live in.
My prayer for this trip in not to see what is happening in the world and be saddened by it, but it is to be transformed.
I no longer want to be Silas the boy who walks down the path of life.
I want to become Silas the man who runs by faith in Jesus Christ.
