Thankfully, through the grace of God, your prayers, and my preoccupying list of things to accomplish in the next 12 days, I’m not panicking too much about crossing an ocean in under two weeks.
But I’d be lying if I said that the moments of pure freak-out don’t come every once in a while. (It’s a good thing I don’t put too much stock in fortune cookies, by the way, because last week I actually had one tell me "Sometimes it’s better to travel with hope than to arrive." Oh really? I’m actually rather fond of arriving, myself.)
Friday night I was working on filling out a family tree chart I bought last week. Hubs needed some help with a different project, but I couldn’t pull myself away from the family tree.
"Does that really need to be done now?" he asked.
"Do you REALIZE that in exactly two weeks I could be plummeting into the Atlantic ocean in a fireball, and HOW would our children ever know who their great-great-great grandmother was?"
It’s hard to argue with that kind of logic.
I spent a mopey evening after that, in a what-am-I-thinking meltdown of tears and nerves and specific instructions for Hubs about how to raise the children without me. I made him Google-map the American embassy in Kampala, and he did it–with a straight face, even. You can imagine that he loves it when we spend an evening communicating intimately about my irrational, whacked-out fears.
But wouldn’t you know it? After such a weepy dose of anxiety Friday night, I found my in-box full of random encouragement from some readers on Saturday. One sweet woman sent me the words to this song. Another sent me the link to some encouraging Ugandan missionary blogs. Still another told me all the ways she had been praying for me–and it was all the ways I needed.
It completely blessed my socks off.
In fact, so many of you have asked, I thought I’d share some specific prayer requests with those of you who are pray-ers. I can’t tell you how much it means to our whole team.
- Of course, please pray for our team’s safety and health, and for our families back in the U.S.
- Pray for no technical issues! It’s important that we are able to live-blog this whole trip, in order to effectively communicate with our readers back at home. I’m praying those high-speed internet lines will be glitch-free for us.
- This is the biggie: Please pray that hearts will be softened among all our readers to sponsor a child through Compassion. I’ll have more details on this as the time goes along, but these children desperately need more of us to get involved.
You might also want to pray for patience for Sophie, who is sitting next to me on the plane and will have to hold the paper bag I’m hyperventilating into for the 22-hour flight. I’m kidding. Sort of.
Thank you so much. Your prayers mean so much to all of us.