As most of you know, we received the travel call on Wednesday.  This is the call we have prayed and longed for, but then the reality sets in.  We are traveling.  On a plane.  Over an ocean.  A BIG, hungry ocean.  For 14 hours.  I’ve recited every scripture I know, prayed, tossed and turned (yes, I slept very little last night), and I have finally come to the conclusion that I’m not in control and need to accept this fact.  Medication may help me with this realization (ha!), but more prayers from friends and family will help also. Hint, hint.