a Colson-ism. . . .

as we were traveling west yesterday, I was talking to Den, via cell (he was driving the other vehicle), about  our drive and the things that had bothered me thus far.  After I ended our conversation Colson piped up and said, "Mom, I think God is helping you face all your fears on this trip!"  and I said, "I sure have a lot of fears to face, son," and Colson said, "mom, we all have a lot of fears."  Thanks buddy! I appreciated his comment!