I’m not a fearful person.
In general I’m fairly confident, but over my years in ministry I’ve experienced a few scary moments.
I once witnessed our 15-passenger van (filled to capacity with students and towing a travel trailer) crash into a guardrail on an elevated stretch of I-90 coming home from winter camp.
Our students had a fantastic and frightening view the snowy valley beneath Snoqualmie Pass.
Once during an all-nighter event we accidently left one of our students. We had to race back where he stood waiting for us. The evidence of tears in his eyes was heartbreaking.