Last Monday I tripped and fell just as I was leaving for work. I landed hard on my right knee. It still hurts like the dickens. I must have tried to brace myself with my left arm as I fell because that shoulder is very painful. I mentioned it to a few people, but didn’t say anything to TB. No need to concern him. Besides, he was leaving the next day for an extended mission. As it turned out the mission was postponed due to bad weather. Someone must have snitched, because I received a 3 AM call from the remote mountain outpost this morning. The first thing TB wanted to know was if I was okay. He also wanted to let me know he was at the outpost since he hadn’t been able to update me before leaving. Due to the weather, they couldn’t take the vehicles which means they couldn’t take as many supplies. Again, because of the weather, this may be their longest mission yet, so I hope he has enough. The snow is knee-deep and TB said getting their clothes and feet dried out was going to be a real problem.
It’s times like this that I get a knot in my stomach. Is he warm? Is he dry? Does he have enough food? There’s nothing I can do about any of it. I’m frustrated by that! All I can do is pray and trust him. He’s tough and strong and smart, so I know he will get through it. I just wish he didn’t have to.
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