First Flight - On Angel's Wings

The kids LOVED their first flight on an airplane. They did really, really well. They've been troopers all day and are sacked out even though it is as light as mid-day at 10 pm. I was so proud of Buster while we were in the security line at the airport. He was nearly in tears 'cause he had to go pee and he didn't want to wet his pants. We were really, really short on time. . . . but we found a minute to take him potty. However, the thrill of flying was too much for him and he peed his pants on take-off. He's used up half his suitcase of pants and underwear already.

Little Miss has been dry and clean day and night for several days now. We are quite pleased. Going potty is still a trial for her. It must hurt or something. Most definitely it is frustrating. I'm looking to get a referral to a pediatric gastrointerologist. That there is something wrong, there is no doubt. No one can be so constipated on the diet I'm feeding her and not have something terribly wrong. NOTHING works. Somethings help, but nothing cures.

Our VERY OWN Miracle:
On Angel's Wings

God saw fit to bestow on this family the treasure of our very own miracle today.
While praying for God’s intervention in our behalf, Steve asked that he would remember one of the promises in the scripture that pertained to our dire straits… and I immediately thought of Matthew 19:26. “For with man it is impossible, but with God ALL things are possible.”

How very fitting!

Truly it is not possible to leave our home and drive over the mountains to the airport, park, check in  and get through security and arrive at our flight gate in two hours and fifteen minutes, however this is exactly what took place. Steve and the girls arrived home from Bible ARME camp at 10 pm. We finished packing and were in bed by 11:30 after setting the alarm for 2:30 AM. Suddenly, at 4:29

I awoke with a start and a great need to see the clock. TWO hours too late. I flew out of bed and woke all the kids. They all were instantly awake and moving. Only Steve was in a stupor and not too coherent. We dressed and loaded the suburban in record time and were flying down the highway by 5 AM.

I knew the Lord had awakened me  so I was sure that HE wanted us to be on time for our plane, but I asked for angel wings to carry us the distance in less time than it normally takes. We actually enjoyed a very sweet and inspiring time of prayer together as a family in the car and trusted that all would work out according to the Lord’s will.

The trip takes us two and half hours just to get to the airport at the best of times, but we did it under two hours and got through the airport and were standing by our gate at 7:15 with 15 minutes to spare. That’s how I know we were born on angel’s wings all along that winding road and that’s how I know we were suppose to be here in Bethel today.

We arrived safely and immediately jumped into the fray… this will be one busy week!