Peace Train.

Over the last few years, I have been very paranoid whenever my dad has to leave the country. I fear that he will not come back home. It doesn’t bother the rest of my family when he leaves, but it tears me up every time. I’m a nervous wreck until he gets back. I’ve been praying for peace and FINALLY FINALLY FINALLY, God gave me peace. A peace of mind, a peace of heart. I realized that I was at peace the Monday night that revival started. I remember sitting in Melinda’s car talking to her on the way back from McAlister’s and thinking, “I’m free. FINALLY. I’m free!” It was an all-of-a-sudden kind of thing and one of the most wonderful feelings that I’ve ever had. God made me realize how completely wonderful my dad is and how blessed I am to have a dad that is as great as he is. He also made me realize that I was being selfish when my dad left the country because I wanted him here with me and not out in other countries. I realized that my dad is leaving the country to love on kids who don’t have ANY parents. He is being a dad to every kid that is in need of a father figure. WOW. That hit me between the eyes and it brought me to tears because I had been so freaking selfish. They need a dad just as much as I do and my dad is there to be their dad. That is such an encouraging thought! My dad left for Guatemala on Friday morning and he gets back late next Sunday night. Yes, it’s hard when he’s gone, but I’m not afraid anymore. I know that he is in God’s hands and that even if something were to happen to my dad, God still has a plan. I’m finally free. I’m free.