Risky Faith: Where to Turn When You’re Anxious or Discouraged

I was absolutely miserable.

Stuck in a middle seat on a packed international flight, I could barely move my arms or legs. The air was stifling. Next to me a man snored shamelessly, his mouth opening and shutting in concentrated rhythm. Like a yo-yo on a string, drool hanging from his chin.

I was dirty, smelly, and my back ached. My body felt like it was encased in a straight jacket.

And I still had hours and hours to go.

For several weeks, my husband John and I had been speaking in Africa. It had been a tremendous time, but now my body was shutting down.

I felt like my adrenaline was leaking from every pore.

I was exhausted mentally, physically, emotionally, and spiritually.

As I sat in my tight bundle, I began to think about my children. I missed them and couldn’t wait to get my two feet on the same continent as theirs. All five were adults now, out of the nest and making their ways through college and jobs.

Turning my thoughts to them, I focused on one in particular.

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