Now that we're hours away (about 36) from leaving for Kenya, the panic is starting to set in. I remember this feeling from our last trip. I've got a lot to do to get ready for church on Sunday - rehearsal tomorrow night - charts for the band, worship orders, easy worship schedule, etc. The normal stuff that has to be done by Tuesday night instead of Saturday night!! So, hopefully sometime between 10pm tonight & 10pm tomorrow night, all will come together as it needs to. I know God is in control. And I'm being stretched to the max in all my organizational (or lack of) skills.
We spent the day running errands. Looking for power converters, passport holders, malaria medicine, toiletries, gifts for translators, a new stove, shirts for Steven, Clorox wipes, etc.
So now, the laundry is almost done, the boys are just waiting for clean undershirts & socks to pack. Dan is packed. My stuff is all gathered in a pile, ready to go in the suitcase among all the others stuff we're taking like gifts & Proclaimers & packs of tuna & mixed nuts & zone bars & whatever else we've hunted and gathered today.
I'm looking forward to seeing London during our 12-hour layover on our way to Kenya. And I'm really looking forward to seeing lives transformed by the power of Jesus Christ. Michael & Steven have no idea how much this will impact their lives forever. I'm praying that God will use them to show others His grace and gift of salvation. And I'm praying that they will be bold to share their faith. And I'm praying for their physical protection. And for their spiritual protection. And for God to renew their faith and make it very real to them. That they would live their lives differently once we get back home. That they would have a personal glimpse of eternity and that it would give them new eyes to see this life we live and help them prioritize their lives with God always, at any cost, at the center.