{"id":324,"date":"2009-11-14T00:56:46","date_gmt":"2009-11-14T07:56:46","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/jonandlayne.com\/?p=324"},"modified":"2009-11-14T01:20:06","modified_gmt":"2009-11-14T08:20:06","slug":"rolling-with-the-punches","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jonandlayne.com\/rolling-with-the-punches\/","title":{"rendered":"Rolling with the punches"},"content":{"rendered":"
a layne post<\/em><\/p>\n When I was a little girl, I was in gymnastics. I remember doing the event called the vault. You run as fast as you can, bounce off a springboard, and do some sort of “trick” over the vault. Well sometimes it did not go as planned. I distinctly remember a few times running as hard as I could, not bouncing off the springboard; instead running right over it and directly into the vault, knocking the breath clear out of me. My family could attest to these moments of agony.<\/p>\n This is a little like how I feel this week. All the anticipation, the gearing up, the good-byes… I was (and don’t get me wrong, still am) ready to give it all; to make a difference, now only to wind up stuck without a vehicle, waiting in a lodge we did not plan to pay for, unable to get in touch with the people who have our car.<\/p>\n You know, with all my missions experience, I know it is not glamorous. I know that is not all “people getting saved and sharing the gospel”. I know there is a lot of behind the scenes work and complications. I don’t know… maybe I just didn’t expect it to be hard the first day.<\/p>\n