Well, as I write this on Wednesday afternoon, Monica is about to leave Rachel at the Little Rock airport. By the time many of you read this at our services tonight, she will be in Atlanta preparing for an overnight flight to Paris, France...then to Florence, Italy.
I’m sort of struggling with this whole, “my little girl is old enough to travel seven time zones away all by herself” thing.
We did find out last night, though, that she does “know” another student who is going on this trip. A boy she last saw when they were 3-4 years old (while I was preaching in Delight, AR) is also going to be at H.U.F. this semester.
Rachel, we hope, will be able to visit Asiago, Italy while she is there. Asiago is where Monica’s great-grandfather is from...so she will hopefully get to experience some family roots first hand.
Her Bible class for the semester is on the apostle Paul’s life. She’ll actually be able to go some of the places Paul went and learn about his life that way.
You’re probably wondering what my point is, right? Well, this is what is called “processing.” I’m processing Rachel growing up. I’m processing the not too distant future Rachel and Jamie will both be going to school at Harding (thankfully in Searcy).
Life is just zooming by. Just yesterday Monica was taking Rachel to kindergarten for the first time...now she’s taking her to the airport to go to school in Italy. And let’s not even talk about taking both girls to school next fall!
Everyone has problems, everyone has burdens to bear...preachers are no different: in fact we have problems and burdens that others really would not understand.
Galatians 6:2 tells us, “Bear one another’s burdens, and so fulfill the law of Christ.”
My family has a heavy burden we are experiencing right now. Please keep us in your prayers and you will be helping to bear this burden more than you will know.
Special note of thanks for your prayers: She made it safely to Florence...one day down, 78 to go!