remember to breathe.
When Roosevelt was president of the US, he went on a hunting safari in Africa. On his return to the US, a missionary who was retiring after forty years of service in a remote jungle village was travelling on the same ship. When the ship docked, cheering crowds greeted the president, but not a single person was there to welcome the returning missionary. Momentarily the man of God was filled with self-pity. He thought, "When a president comes home after a short hunting trip, hundreds come out to greet him. But, Lord, when one of Your missionaries comes home after a lifetime of service, no one is there to meet him." Immediately it as if the Lord whispered, "But My son, you are not home yet."
- Our Daily Bread