Let me apologize in advance for being such an inconsistent blogger. My only excuse is life, it is too busy. So with that said let me start once again.
Ash is going to Haiti. There are so many emotions that are running around in my head with this. Pride, joy, fear, excitement, and fear did I say that one already? I find I am usually at peace with the decision to support her in her life dream of going and being of service, until I start to think maybe I am at too much peace, maybe I am in denial. All the what if’s start floating around in the sea of my mind. If she had been going 4 years ago my feelings would have been much different. I would have said I have prayed the blood of Jesus over her, bound up evil and felt total peace that she would be supernaturally protected. That was before I prayed those things over Seth and he still died. It is hard when your nice little security blanket is exposed in the light of day and you find out that it is full of holes. Holes that in the dark of night you cannot see, leaving you wishing the daylight had never arrived. So I am left with trying to define a new kind of faith. The kind of faith that accepts that there are things in the world that all the prayers in the world cannot protect you from. Bad things still happen no matter how you pray or even how often.