Well, today’s the big day. The day I’ve been alternately dreading and eagerly anticipating for 7 months. The day I take one giant step out of my comfort zone and place myself squarely in the palm of God’s hand…and make myself at home.
Today, I leave for Africa.
Sometimes, it’s: today I leave for Africa???
Other times it’s: today I leave for Africa!!!
And there have been moments of: today I leave for AFRICA!?!?!?!?!
My bags are packed. I’ve checked my “suggested packing list” – all 3 of ’em – at least twice. Each. I have a few final details circled on my to-do list this morning. I have my passport, my yellow fever card, and all my required documents ready for inspection. I’ve got my snacks – including raisins, no figs (thanks to my good friend Lori) – and medicines and toiletries all appropriately labeled, packed, and organized. I’ve measured and weighed my carry-on and suitcase to be sure I’m within the required limits.  As my children used to say, I’m as ready as a liver bean.
At least, I think I am. Who knows if I’m truly prepared for what I will see, what I will experience? Who knows what divine encounters God has planned for me and the team? Who knows all the challenges and joys I will face daily as I “follow”? I certainly don’t. But thankfully, I know the One who does. And the best part about it is He’s my Friend. I can trust Him.
And so I will.