We leave in just 3 days. Sun, sand, heat(it's like -8 right now so I'm pretty stoked) and raw hearts ready to give and receive love.
We are just about packed and are eager to board that first plane.
I am not nervous or worried, not even a single bit. I know flying for 10 hours with 2 kids will be hard. I fully expect tantrums and screaming and fellow travelers who are annoyed with our children. But I'm not worried. Whatever happens it will pass. We may get stuck somewhere for hours with crabby tierd kids and us so exhausted we can barely carry our weary bodies. But I'm not worried.
All these little details are apart of every day life for us. We are just going to experience them somewhere other than our house.
Traveling is hard and we never want to not do something because it is hard. We don't want to miss out on growing as a family, but want to teach our children that "hard" is not bad. Those hard things often yield the best reward!
So here we go as a family, flying to another country to share God's love with others. Thank you to everyone who helped make this possible. We will see you in 2weeks (give or take a few days). And will have lots of stories to share.
"Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. And the peace of God, which surpasses all comprehension, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus." (Philippians 4:6,7)
