What is Faith?

Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see. ~ Hebrews 11:1

Saturday, April 24, 2010

Home Sweet Rest Area

I planned this trip perfectly. I spent hours every day for months, preparing for every worse case scenario. I accounted for bad weather. I accounted for places to shower, places to cook, places to sit and talk with the homeless that I am trying to support, and when we would need to stop and fill up with gas. I even planned where to go to church on Sunday each week. I dotted all my I's, and crossed all my T's. I left nothing out. Or so I thought.

My oldest son calls every evening. He's proud of what I am doing, yet worried about me. After all last time I was homeless I was a tad bit younger. He always asks the same questions which of course make me smile. Am I taking care of myself. Am I doing okay? How many miles did I walk.

Today, I had to tell him I walked zero miles. Every muscle aches and not from walking. You see the one thing I did not account for was sickness. I have the flu. I have slept more hours than I have been awake and wake up only long enough to eat, use the rest room and crawl back into the front seat of the car, look out at the beautiful trees before me, and go quietly back to sleep.

This evening, I am sitting at the Haggen grocery store in Marysville, Washington. It is here that I am eating a bowl of much needed soup, and am able to log on long enough to write this short blog. I will make up the miles tomorrow hopefully, but for today I bid you good night. Sleep tight, for I assure you I will do the same.

1 comment:

Jeannena said...

I'm so sorry to hear you have the flu!! Where on earth did that come from?!! I thought walking in the good, clean air was suppose to be healthy for you?!! Will be praying for you, my dear.