He'd fly through the air with the greatest of ease, That daring young man on the flying trapeze.A trapeze artist has to do three things: Let go, wait, and be caught. Sometimes I feel like a trapeze artist. Especially these days.
I have let go of America. I have let go of China.
I am now waiting. Waiting for support to come in. Waiting to get to Italy. On a deeper level, waiting to be with my Lord in Heaven for all eternity.
All that is left is to be caught. Caught by the grip of my God who will carry me on to Italy and -- one day -- to Paradise!
In the meantime, Lord, help me to enjoy the adventure and to rest in the knowledge that you have never, ever failed me.
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