Boot Camp Journal, Part 1

Albany Airport - 4/6/05 - 4:20 pm.
Gate A4


Here I sit. Ready to go. I’m the only one here. Not a surprise. Bob and Dan will probably run in right at the end as the plane is boarding. Whatever. Tricia needed to get Rachel to dance class and Katie was sleeping. It would not have been worth it to get the girls inside. They couldn’t go through the security point, so they’d get out of the van to get right back in it.

Flight’s at 5:28. About an hour. That’s fine. It gives me time to write a little and start this journal. I’m hoping I’ll have plenty of time to write down what happens this weekend. I have a notebook with me, too; in case I can’t get to the laptop, I can transfer info from there to here. It might be easier if I wander off into the woods or something to just write it by hand first. We’ll see...

I’m really excited about the trip. I mean, a weekend in Colorado with John Eldredge is phenomenal enough. Then, to be able to travel. Go to Focus on the Family. Play a little golf? Seek the Lord while He may be found. Yeah, I don’t get to spend time with the four ladies while I’m gone. But, like John says, sometimes you have to go away to figure out what you’re supposed to do. Then, when you come back you can better serve those God calls you to serve.

Well, Lord, I thank you for this trip. I thank you that Bob was generous enough to give me air miles and the registration and everything. Thank you that he cares enough for me to want me to go. I’m excited about what’s going to happen. What you’re going to say. What you might birth in me. I ONLY WANT WHAT YOU WANT. I come with no agenda, no plans, no theories. I’m a blank slate. I realize in a greater way who I am and how you’ve made me. Now God I pray you finish the work you’ve begun. Bring it to completion. This is your weekend. There’s something waiting for me in Colorado. Deep and real and true and intimate. Help me to see it. Don’t let me miss it.

Don’t let me be distracted by garbage. Pettiness. The lust of my eyes. The lust of the world and the pride of life.

Jesus, be the center. Be my source. Be my guide. Jesus.
Be my hope. Be my peace.
Be the fire in my soul. Be the wind in my sails. You are the reason that I live. Jesus. Jesus.