You know us men just don’t understand this bawling thing very well. A tear or two yes, a few sobs, but bawling – we don’t do that – too unmanly until now.

I’m minding my own business, trying to find it Linn has landed safely, can’t think, can’t figure out how to do it because i’m so tired. So my good friend/son/staff pastor skypes me, I ask for his help. On comes on Linn’s site – “The Days of Elijah”. I says to myself, “That’s cool” as if I was listening and typing. Then I heard these words, “Here he comes, riding on the clouds….” Of course it is talking about the Lord, but I heard it as “Here Elijah comes, riding on the clouds…” I of course pictured Linn with all the kids on the airplane… here they come, riding on the clouds… i just started bawling. I’m crying like a woman I thought. I was filled with such emotion and joy that i was overwhelmed. It actually felt good, so, just maybe I’ll try it tomorrow night when they come in the airport. Nah, to many witnesses! dw