We did manage to squeeze in a trip to Bangkok this past weekend for some "routine maintenance", as I like to call our dental and medical check-ups. It's always a good idea to make sure we aren't carrying any nasty parasites or bugs back to the States with us - not the kind of love we want to share with the family.
I have a confession - I love going to Bangkok, but it stresses me out. Not necessarily being there, but getting there. It never fails that the day before, I start going over "the plan" in my head - when we'll arrive at the border, how I'll handle painfully long lines at immigration, how to avoid those lines, how to find food if we are waiting longer than a few hours, how to find a van/taxi/bus to take us to Bangkok once we get across the border depending on the time...and I find myself dreading the entire trip, all because of my anxiety over crossing the border from Cambodia into Thailand.
I've always been a bit of an intense planner/control freak, and Asia has definitely messed with me. I can't control anything here, and plans go awry more often than not. The only thing you can plan on is your plans going wrong, even if just a little bit. And I've dealt with my fair share of anxiety, worry, and stress when I feel like I am in situations I can't control. Which is basically every day.
I just finished a book by Sinclair Ferguson called The Sermon on the Mount. He discussed Jesus' teaching on worry from Matthew 6:19-34, and I "happened" to read it right before our trip. Ferguson states that people become anxious because "they focus on self rather than God...In the case of the anxious person, the concern is to supply his own needs" (p. 135). The anxious woman hasn't grasped the fact that God can and will supply her needs; she doesn't have to take care of it all on her own. It isn't up to her.