I’m waiting to board the plane from Houston to Amsterdam then on to Nairobi, Kenya. For the first time, I’m very conscious of being alone and wishing my husband could have joined me. Yet, I know I’m not alone for the prayers and well-wishes of so many are with me. And for that I’m excited and curious as to why God purposed me to take this solo trip. Perhaps over the next sixteen days, I’ll learn the answer. Once the flight is in the air and during the eight plus hours, I read and journaled, much too thrilled to consider sleep.