The tour guide is an old friend, the company is great, and the history is rich. I couldn't wait.
And then I got a stomach bug.
On the plane about to leave Charlotte I broke out in a profuse sweat and started seeing stars (didn't know that was actually possible).
My friend picked me up in DC and we drove to Gettysburg with me lying in the back seat of his car the whole time. We got to our hotel at 3:30 PM, I went straight to bed and could not get up until 7:00 AM this morning - literally could not get upright. A couple of times I had to crawl on hands and knees to the bathroom so that I could...well, you get the picture.
I'd planned on blogging during the trip and posting pictures on Facebook. Historic scenes and statues of Meade and Lee, all that. Instead, here is the lingering image of my first Gettysburg day:
Thanks to our Executive Pastor, Rob, who brought me all of that stuff...and then gently stroked my hair for a while.
I made that last part up.
Anyway, as I told another one of the guys on the trip, "I didn't sign up for this!".
I am somewhat better today and was able to get out to the field (though I am paying the price a bit this afternoon) but here's the deal...
There are things in all of our lives that we didn't sign up for. I'm talking about the things we can't control.
The question is am I going to grow bitter and resentful or am I going to embrace what God might be doing to change, protect, or challenge me?
