A Little Unsure

I have gotten used to Jack traveling for work. He heads away from home fairly frequently-- at least every couple months, it seems. Usually he is gone for about a week, but with some of his international travel, he is gone for two.

He has gone to some foreign places, like London, Ireland and Canada. He has also spent time on American soil in places like California and Washington, DC.

And really, I don't get too nervous about him going. The worst part for me is when he is actually flying. I realize that flying is a safe way to travel and he loves it, but I still get a little nervous when he is going over the ocean. (I figure if you crash over land, there is at least some chance of survival. But over the ocean, there is no chance.)

But this week, Jack is going some place really foreign. He is in St. Petersburg, Russia. I can't say rationally why this makes me more nervous than London. I keep thinking of it being a communist country (even though I know that it isn't any more). I think of the KGB detaining him and refusing to let him leave the country (but it's Russia, not Afghanistan). I think of not being able to read the signs, or even read the letters (but really, Jack is a great traveler-- I'm sure he'll do fine). I think of him not eating well because they have weird food (even though I know he's staying at a Marriott with a restaurant with American food).

But I can take all these fears and concerns and push them to the back of my mind. I remember that the Lord will take care of Jack, just like He is looking after us here at home. I know that Jack is a great traveler and he is excited to be on this trip. I realize that there are lots of irrational fears that can overpower me only if I allow them to.

And besides, just in the two days he has been gone, he's been able to help other wayward travelers. So he'll do just fine.