Two weeks to go...

So now I am collecting supplies, finalizing plans, packing, shopping for needed items and trying to not feel overwhelmed. Every time I take a mission trip, I have the same feelings just about two weeks out. Am I prepared?  Is this really going to happen? Will everything fit in 2 checked bags and a carry on? Will the flights be on time so we can make our connections? What if I get sick a day before we leave?  Silly to worry, I know but I can't seem to help it. I usually calm down once all the bags are checked and we are preparing for take off. At least I can check "getting our African visas" off my worry list, those came on Monday. 


Someone asked me the other day "Aren't you afraid to go there?" I quickly answered "No - why should I be?" The phrase "the safest place to be is in the will of God" came to mind and the conversation quickly turned into a witnessing opportunity. I explained that if my time to be called "home" was when I was on the trip , I certainly had no control over it and what better way to go serving Him...right?  And although I do not have a death wish on myself, it is something predestined to happen at some time in my life. This brought a surprised look on the face of the individual and probably got them thinking. 

Grassy plain in Congo

Our time here on earth is but a blink of an eye to God - we need to be obedient to whatever he calls us to. For me it is traveling to hot, humid, remote places in the world to use the gifts and knowledge given to me. For you - it is something completely different and that's OK. We are all not called to do the same thing.
So..two weeks out and my stomach has butterflies, packing needs to commence, house needs to be put in order and worries need to cease.


Thanks for your prayers