Trip Update: I am/ I am not

I am an American husband, father and youth pastor who has spent the past 18 days in Africa.
I am officially stuck here as 4 straight nights of flights have been canceled.
I am the 4th night of those cancelations, meaning I'm 4th in line whenever the flights pick back up.
I am missing my daughter, whom I said goodbye to 18 days ago.
I am missing my wife, whom I said goodbye to 8 days ago.
I am anxious to get home, and uncertain when that will happen.
I am very tempted to be frustrated and wish I never had left for Africa, or at least gone back with the IMPACT on the 11th.
I am all these things.

At the same time...
I am not an orphan child living in the slums of Nairobi.
I am not a Meshack, Esther, or Andrew, living in an orphanage and wondering if I'll ever get a mommy or daddy.
I am not the HIV positive mother who has been selling her body in order to feed her children.
I am not the 2 year old son of that mother who is HIV positive.
I am not a Pygmy child with dirty and tattered clothes 4 sizes too large for me.
I am not a refugee living in a home made of sticks and a UN donated tarp.
I am not a woman who has been raped by rebel armies, then left by her husband because I am now "dirty."
I am not an unpaid pastor, serving God, but do not know how my church building will be paid for and my family fed.
I am not a DRC Pygmy living in the jungles in fear of rebel armies that may come in, kill me, and eat my flesh (yes you read that right).
I am not Charles, who as an 8 year old sat in the midst of thousands of mutilated Tutsi bodies as the Hutu armies killed my family.
I am not any of these things.

Because I am not these things, I am keeping perspective as I wait to continue my journey home.

Thank you God for awareness gained.