
I remembered a time when I was really young (maybe 7 or 8) and my parents took me on a pilgrimage. We traveled on a chartered bus. There were many chartered buses from different parts of the country. We were getting ready to leave when I noticed an old lady crying because she had missed her bus. My heart was broken for her. I got very upset thinking she didn’t have a way home. In fact, I was hysterical. My dad had to make sure she had a way home and got help for her before I would stop crying. I remember leaving on the bus and looking back at her to make sure she was okay.
It was an eye opening for me. I plan to have some friends pray with me for healing of this unfounded fear. It feels good for me to discover that about me so I can do something about it. I don't want things hindering me in life. I feel lighter already.
I’ll be absent from blogland for the rest of the week. I’ll be busy and will tell you all about it next week. Have a wonderful weekend.
© Nadine Zawacki 2009