Same plane, same flight. Couldn't sleep all night, but I have a surprising amount of energy. I wonder if I'll be one of the only ones with energy as we get off the plane...
I really can't believe this is it. All that preparation for these moments, starting now. It's so weird how I'm not freaking out. I feel like everything is just going to come as it may, and we will take it in stride. It's all grace... I'm not worried, just at ease. There's a very good chance I won't feel this way for too long, and I'm sure we will all have to take turns carrying each other as we go through the ups and downs of this trip, but God's grace is sufficient for us. It may be harder for me to be weak than to be strong actually... I'm much more comfortable being the one who carries everyone else. Well, 1 hour and 22 minutes to London, and breakfast is served!
- Later -
So I was wrong about me being the only one with a positive attitude and energy. I'm probably one of the more tired and quiet of the bunch now that we've boarded our second flight. I don't even know what time it is anymore, all I know that it is dark, I'm sleepy, and a man is snoring like thunder nearby. This plane is full of Sri Lankans, and it's beginning to hit me that I am entering a whole new world. But Sri Lanka is God's, just as I am God's, and He is constant, no matter what around me changes.
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