i HATE flying. hate isn't even a strong enough word... it's not so much the control issue... it's the we-may-plummet-to-our-death issue. i'm completely petrified of plunging thousands of feet, even though i continue to tell myself that i know where i'm going when my Father decides to take me home.

why do i worry? God has everything under control. i returned home this morning from spending a week in arizona with my sister and her family... while i thoroughly enjoyed having my mom and sister in the same state for the first time in nearly 2 years, i found myself worrying all week about the flight home and praying relentlessly for our safety. that's no way to go through a vacation.

it seems that's been the theme of the past several months... scratch that - years. it seems every trial in life, God is consistently trying to communicate to me that ultimately He is in total control, and i need to stop worrying.

i was diagnosed with an ulcer a few weeks back... an ulcer that was most likely caused by stress and worrying... worrying about school... worrying about finances... worrying about the next stage of life... worrying about employment... worrying about things that i shouldn't be worrying about.

anyhow... i was going to post some pictures but... this website is not cooperating... check back later :)