So I have a confession: I'm afraid of flying. Growing up, I loved plane rides and saw them as an adventure. There was something so thrilling about zooming off on the runway and then landing in a new location. Not to mention, I loved all the different airports I've been to in the past.
However, as I got older, I started to realize all the unknowns that can happen when flying. I've been on flights that have attempted to land and had to take back off immediately to avoid a crash. I've had delays due to broken parts. And I've watched someone have a seizure and go unconscious mid-air. There is just something that terrfies me about now.
But, tomorrow, I'm going to work on conquoring those fears. I'm going on my first ever solo trip to meet some friends out in California and attend an amazing conference. I'm choosing to remind myself that God is far bigger and that He holds me in the palm of His hand. Although this experience is going to push me out of my comfort zone in many ways, I feel incredibly blessed for the opportunity!
Well off to finish packing. I'll be dancing in the California sun tomorrow!