Crisis Mode Airplane and the Girl Afraid of Flying

While in the air on my way to Atlanta last Monday I was actually blogging to you guys. It kinda turned into me live blogging my thoughts during a flight that went into crisis mode. Little did I know that it was the beginning of a very long couple of days. I thought I'd share it with ya'll just because I took the time to write it in the first place. Enjoy :)

'Why hello there! Currently you are being written to from 30,000 feet in the air.

Exciting right?

Mmm for me it's actually scary. I know the Wright brothers are North Carolina bred and all (its where all the cool people hail from) but the whole concept of something that weighs this much not crashing at some point is flabbergasting! Therefor, my blog readers, I must confess to you that I am afraid of flying. Some neato things about this particular flight though are that the people on it are super friendly and there's a plethora of people watching to be done.

I like to observe people. I do it most everywhere I go. In the airport I was reminded whilst sitting among a crowd of people that not only does God know how many hairs are on my head (which is impressive because it changes constantly) but He knows the deepest most inner being of all the people that surrounded me. He is not limited to situations or places or people. He's vast and expansive and His love covers all.

On a lighter note, spring break has officially begun! Woooo, a break... a breath of fresh (country :) ) air! I'm rather excited to be heading to West Virginia to see my moms side of the family and to meet my soon to be step father for the first time. More so, I'm excited for a switch of titles. For a week I am no longer called the inner-city missionary but instead beloved daughter, aunt, and temporary care taker...who also happens to be pretty cool because she's from North Carolina which...of course... is where all the cool people are from.

Can you tell I miss my state...just a little?

I'm changing topics... that one might make me sad. The flight has taken a rather large route change according to the pilot. An extra 45 minutes has been added to our flight time...which will make that hour and a half layover much shorter. Oh wait, turbulence. Crap. The quick descend has my heart racing. Every muscle in my body tense as we pass through this weather front. Delayed once again. Remember that fear... this doesn't help. Plus I get motion sickness easy. Boo. Hopefully this will end soon.'

It didn't end soon. I flew through thunderstorms and turbulence so bad I was grabbing the back of the seat in front of me. Not to mention I spent the night In the ATL airport. That'll have to be a different blog. Some of the craziest things happened that night. But for now Im about to fly back to St. Louis.

...Lets pray this trip goes smoother even though its pouring down snow!

Late Night Rambles

I broke my computer a few weeks ago. I know... shocking. Actually, it's probably not. You're probably sitting there thinking, 'Rachel, you loose or break every precious thing to you...let's be honest.' Or maybe you're not thinking that. Sadly, it's the truth.

There is a point to my rambling. You must know that I haven't forgotten the promise I made before heading out to the big city. The one where I vowed to blog at least once a month. I inscribed it upon my heart...set it in stone. No matter what, I won't let ya'll down! Currently, I'm writing this thing (for the 2nd time since it deleted my 1st time) from my I-pod. I'm askin' for you to have patience with me since it's practically impossible to have proper grammar on these things. BUT my Bible says nothing's impossible with God.

Here's to keeping my word. Sit back, kick your feet up, and happy reading.

Actually, one more thing before I go any farther. I wanna give a shout out to someone from way back in my Leadership College days who always is speaking encouragin' things that make me want to blog more... because well, I actually have an audience! Surprising! MadDawg....this ones for you.

Today I went to Joyce Meyer Ministries to receive training for the prayer lines. There's a chance every other Monday that if you call the ministry to receive prayer...I'll be the one liftin' you up before the Father. It's a privilege... It really is. I'm rather excited to begin! JMM is a wonderful place. As you pull down Grace Parkway you'll see flags flyin' on both sides of the drive that represent all the different countries the ministry has an impact in. Today was a little breezy so they flew extra well. My favorite thing about the place has to be the game room though. Some of the girls learned my secret talent today. Be on the lookout to see me in the Olympics soon. I have mad air hockey skills. Ok I'm not that good... I just went 4 for 4 in my wins today. Besides air hockey's not even an Olympic sport. Somehow ping pong...oops I mean table tennis is though. In that case air hockey should be an Olympic sport. That's my argument and I'm sticking to it.

It's late and I'm tired. I'm sure my babbling is entertaining. Hmmph... I think I want to share with you guys a few entries from my journal that I have written over the last couple weeks whilst we've been disconnected. Then ima have to call it a night. I need my beauty sleep. Surely, you must understand.

February 26, 2013:
Little boy, 13, called Bobo. Hatred smoldering in his eyes. One blackened because an older boy just punched him. There's no consoling. He talks of shooting. He says to not let go or else he doesn't know what he'll do... But he knows he'll go after the guy who hit him and pushed his little sister. Protective. F-bombs dropped- not surprising. Inner-city kids; God's creation. His Image. Beautiful.

March 4th, 2013:
In my homeland, the great state of North Carolina, I don't believe it's all to common to see all that much when you go to take the trash out. Maybe, if you're lucky, a doe-eyed dear will cross paths with you or you'll catch a glimpse of a raccoon and it's babies waiting for you to go back inside so they can explore your trash to find dinner. That's country life. City life is different...MUCH different. Tonight, I took the trash out. But instead of my animal friends, I saw three police cars with red and blue lights flashing. They were sitting outside of the campus gates with three guys handcuffed on the ground. Oh yea..that's right. I'm in the hood. I'm nosey, I'll admit, so I watched until they stuck the guys inside separate police vehicles. Ooo someone's in trouble. There's never a dull moment here at the DC. Even taking of the trash out can be exciting!

Ok that's two short entires. I'm rather exhausted at this point and I need to be up at 5:30 to hit the gym. It takes twice as long to post from your I-pod... Just in case you were curious. In closing, (just because all my English teachers told me to never end with that) I've enjoyed our time together. I hope we can do this again real soon. Until then, sleep tight world.