In Transit...

Well... here I sit in the Denver airport waiting for my next flight to Los Angeles. My flight from Sheridan arrived at 7:30 ish this morning and the next one doesn't leave until 12:30 now. As soon as I made sure I was in the correct concourse I located a place to get some go juice! I'm not sure if it's helping or not... but I'm awake right now. I've spent the last couple of hours on the internet and calling people. For the most part it hasn't been bad. Maybe I'll sleep a little bit ont he way to LA.
Monica was able to bring the kids up for a visit this last week and I really appreciated spending a few days with them. The night before they left we set up a tent in our backyard. I don't think any of us really got a whole lot of sleep, but it was a fun adventure.
I spent most of yesterday, packing an weighing bags. I am fully equipped with 2 50 lb. bags and 2 carry-on's. One of them probably weighs close to what one of my big bags does. I stuck my books and things in my carry on since they were heavier. It was quite an adventure of sorting and figuring out what I really needed and what I didn't, but I made it!
I knew leaving was going to be difficult, but I never imagined that it would be this hard. This now is another area that I have to trust the Lord and place in his hands that he will supply the strength for both my family and I. I am overwhelmed by the support and love that has been shown me by so many people.
I will post again once I have arrived in Santiago...