"Fear breads a deadening caution, a holding back, a stagnant waiting until people no longer can recall what they are waiting for or saving themselves for. When we fear failure more than we love life; when we are dominated by thoughts of what we might have been rather than by thoughts of what we might become; when we are haunted by the disparity between our ideal self and our real self; when we are tormented by guilt, shame, remorse, and self-condemnation, we deny our faith in the God of love." Brennan Manning

Saturday, May 19, 2007

Arrival




We've arrived!!! In the land of plenty.......of what I'm waiting to see. At any rate, it was pooring down rain on arrival as it was when we arrived in Kuwait last week. Not much rainfall around here and both places we fly into get rain. HMM. I hope that's a sign of God's promise. Now where's that damn rainbow?

We arrived in Kabul early in the morning after a long 4.5 hour, cramped flight on a C17. The flight was smooth, it was the 0015 take off that hurt the most or was the body armor, M4 and M9 sticking me in the side?

There's about a 3km drive in trucks from the airport to Camp Phoenix to take in all the beautiful countryside. We stopped right before leaving the gates of the airport and a bunch of boys came over and through the wire fence asked for water/money/candy and soccer balls. We tried our best to talk to them in Dari and they their best in English and it made for some interesting conversation. One boy asked for a dollar, to which I responded "call my wife." He didn't get it. Another boy gave us the bird. Thought that one was special. But most importantly, while driving through Kabul's shanty town district, there was one lady wearing a Burka, of course covering head to toe. Well, in her stride I see that she's wearing a pair of 2-3 inch heels. What the hell!

Anyway, here are some pics from the airport.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Doc,
Glad to hear everything went well on your trip! Leave some java for Class #23!
Still in "Fun"-ston....CPT W