A Snippet

Well, Race is going to be away working for quite awhile. We always miss him so much. Especially at first. We all sort of flub around, bumping into each other and mumbling for a few days before we really push up our sleeves and get to work accomplishing what needs to be done in his absence. We always talk about how hard Dad is working, and what a blessing it is to have him, and how we should work just as hard at home. It really is our duty as a family. Serving God by serving one another.
I took Race to catch his flight. It is really a lonely thing to have to leave anyone that you care about at the airport, and I can honestly say, that it DOESN’T get easier the more that you do it! Race drove. (shudder). I should point out here, that all of Race’s past history of Police/Swat training and teaching, has made him a somewhat, um, OFFENSIVE (as opposed to a defensive) driver. This is always a lovely time. Race drives at Mach speed, with the phone(s) in one hand (shoring up last minute details). There is all of the traffic, and the friendly banter exchanged between Race and the other drivers.(That part IS actually pretty funny). I am always worried that one of these angry drivers will call in our tag #, and I will be the one pulled over for "Road Rage". I ask Race about this. His answer: "Just deny it". (sigh) On our journey, I am in charge of plugging in all of the other various electronic devices, handing him the occasional pen/writing pad, unwrapping his Arby’s Big Roast Beef so that he can eat it, etc. He looks over every so often and says, “You okay, Hon?”
Just before he leaves the car, he gets all of his “secret squirrel” stuff organized-( and I mean this man is ORGANIZED), and last but not least, gives me directions on how to find my way back home, (sad, but true), carefully pointing out any of those absolutely horrible exits that LOOK like where you want to go, but AREN’T. Then we say our good-byes and I leave. His work is so dangerous that it is hard not be overwhelmed by it all. So I pray, and God is so gracious, and reminds me that Race is in His care and nothing can snatch him from His hand. God is in control, and I'm good with that. Race is good at his job, he BELIEVES in the goal of the work, and he believes in Christ.
Time to roll up those sleeves!
Have a good day,
Melissa