Today I put my daughters on an airplane without a parent to accompany them.  That was one of the most difficult things I have had to do.  I don't think I have been so worried, so apprehensive, so freaked out wondering "What if?"

I prayed and prayed and prayed like none other.  I knew their grandma would be waiting on the other side of the trip so there would be a familiar face to meet them.  I knew it was a non-stop so I didn't have to worry about any connections (thankfully).  But I worried.

I know that Jesus says, "Let not your heart be troubled."  But these are MY GIRLS!  I guess it is a inkling of nurturing God wove in to me despite all the testosterone.  But thanks be to God that they did in fact make it to Grammy's house and I don't have to think about this again until Sunday when they get back on the plane to come home.

Oh yeah, And that thing Jesus said is true. . . the worrying didn't help.  My girls are perceptive enough to sense it themselves.  The moment I stopped worrying was the moment they really began to get excited about the adventure of traveling without mom and dad.  Why can't I full listen to what Jesus has to say?  Even when it is that black and white as "Don't Worry!"