I'm off tomorrow on a mission trip to Gulfport, MS. I have no real idea what I'm going to be doing there or who I'm doing it for. I don't know much about the people I'll be working with and I'm pretty sure the things they told me to pack won't fit in my mini-van much less a suit case.
For a plan-to-the-details person like me, this would normally be highly frustrating. But for some reason I'm so excited about leaving and really looking forward to this trip. Just a few weeks ago I had a bit of anxiety about leaving the family. I was almost willing to give up the path to ordination just to stay home. But that gave me even more anxiety. So I prayed and talked to people and listened to people.
And then it hit me. You know the scenes from the Blues Brothers'. "We're on a mission from God." And that's what I'm on. I'm on a mission trip next week to show people God's love but I'm also on a mission to do this daily. My family knows that. They are excited for me (in fact they mentioned eating sugar for dinner next week). Sometimes I just have to be reminded of it.
I'll post pictures and notes along the week as I can.
Pray for me and the group of pastors that I'm going with. I hope we have fun. I hope we learn something. I hope we keep respect for each other. And I know that we'll see God at work there with us.
Until Everyone Hears,
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