Speaking of children-of-the-year, I thought I’d let Jackie, eldest daughter, hopefully in London by now, speak for herself on what Tuesday was like. Always interesting to hear stories from different perspectives. Pay special attention to the PRAYER REQUESTS. If you want to read more of her blog about her summer missions trip with World Harvest, check it out at Camden Town, or Life across the Pond.
Jackie writes:
Now to the good stuff: departure.
I left home yesterday morning at 415 am after a pleasant, oh, 3 hours or so of sleep. Originally, I was supposed to go to bed by 10 but after I decided the suitcase I spent the whole day packing 8 weeks worth of junk just wasn’t gonna cut it (Why Jackie. Why.), I had to exchange it for a green suitcase, same size, repack it, etc. As it turns out, the plastic that makes the suitcase a stiff square is broken at the bottom, and the wheels turn sideways. What this means is I basically drag the suitcase. Oh yeah, and the handle thing is ripping away from the fabric. Smart for me to check that out before leaving. Anyways, once I did go to bed I couldn’t sleep.
Not important, anyways. Flight went smoothly, I made it to the World Harvest ‘sending center’ only to find that my phone conveniently fell out of my pocket on the train from the airport. (LUCKILY I ended up getting it back, long story). At the sending center, I get to meet my teammates, Joy, Sarah, and Linda, who are. Freakin awesome. So excited to get to know them and work with them.
More IMPORTANTLY, Im more excited than ever about being in Camden. Goooooosssshh. Where I will be in approximately… oh… 10 or so hours. Half an hour and counting till we board the real plane. Ok, this is probably the lamest blog I’ve ever written, but I figured I’d kill some time. But until the next one, which I prrrromise will be more interesting, here’s some prayer requests that me and my intern sisters formulated:
– health, obviously.
– safety, obviously.
– pray that we would be made strong in our weaknesses, many of which I am suuuure we will discover along the way. And many many more.
– there are some fears that I feel like will be death if I have to face, such as, rejection. Vulnerability. Loss of control. But I really want prayer that God would make me face those so that I would cling cling CLING to him.
Plenty more to come I’m sure, as we start to feel it out. But one more tiny specific one actually. I’m TIRED. My body always hates me when I get it off rhythm and routine. Pray that I would find strength and rest and find those in Jesus, not in the routines or whatever stupid things I put my comfort in. Very much love from Philly, and soon LONDON.
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