All The Things

(Thoughts noted in my journal on January 10th, the day I left Miami)

So as the plane left Miami a bit of fear entered my being. At this point it wasn’t a fear of where I was going or how long I’d be gone for, but it was a fear that the pilot may not know how to fly my plane. I am usually not scared of flying and have actually gotten quite used to it. However, for some reason during this particular flight (my first of 3, from Miami to NY), I became nervous. Every small noise scared me and I noticed them all.

But in the middle of those feelings, I stopped and did the only think I knew I could do; I prayed. While I was praying I felt God was telling me, “You have no control over this aircraft. You cannot control whether it stays up in the air or whether it crashes, so why are you worrying?” And I thought, FOR REAL ELIZABETH!

So although the feeling of nervousness did not completely leave, I stopped thinking about it and focused on other things, not allowing it to distract me. I knew at that moment that, my time in Spain would be a lot like that short plane ride. I would have to really learn to let go and trust God. There are no other options.