Three weeks isn’t that long. Three weeks isn’t that long. Three weeks isn’t that long.
That’s how I woke up this morning on my penultimate day at home before I take off for three weeks to Indonesia. Since my brain is a little preoccupied right now, I’m going to treat you to a little look into what I’m thinking right now:
- Three weeks isn’t that long. I’ve done this before. I went on a three week trip to Slovakia. In 1996. Before I was married. Before we had three kids and a dog and a bunch of other responsibilities to take care of. But three weeks sure seems like a long time right now.
- Am I going to forget something? My passport? My wallet? My phone? My kids’ names?
- I’m going to be on a plane for how long? 23 hours? And then still have another short flight from Singapore to Bali? What if I can’t fall asleep? What if I’m stuck in the middle seat between uncomfortably large people? What if I’m stuck in the seat next to the constant talker?
- But then I remember what one of the kids told me yesterday morning when I was telling her how long the flight was going to be: “Well, it will all be worth it, right?”
- There it is. It will all be worth it. In many ways, this is the chance of a lifetime – the opportunity to visit a country literally around the world, work with people that I haven’t met before and contribute to the life of a church whose pastor has had one of the biggest impacts on my life of any person I’ve known.
- There are a lot of things I’m worried about, but underneath all of it is a comfortable confidence that I’m going where God is calling me to go at this time in my life. I don’t always understand those moments when God moves me in a certain direction, but I’ve learned enough to trust that when he does it will be for my good and for the good of his Kingdom.
- I’m incredibly excited to be doing what I love to do, just in a place that I’ve never done it before. I’ll still be preaching and teaching, just with different people. Every time I’ve traveled like this, the people I’ve met have had the most profound effect on me, and I’m sure this time will be no different.
- It’s going to be how hot? 85 degrees and humid every day? Lows in the mid 70’s? My FAVORITE kind of weather!! I’m leaving New England in the fall, the absolute best time to be here, to go to tropical heat and humidity? Yeah, that’s how you KNOW God is leading me, because there’s no way I’d ever make that trade on my own.
- I’m leaving behind the absolute best family, friends, and church that I could imagine and the best part is knowing how well they will all be taken care of while I’m gone. The number of people who have told Rita that she can call at any time she needs has been overwhelming. The people who have told me they’re praying for me on the trip has been staggering. And the small kindnesses of people who have reached out with words and small gifts over the last couple of weeks have been very touching. Three weeks isn’t so long. I’ll be back before you know it!
- So, if all goes well, next Monday I’ll be posting some blog reflections from my first Sunday in Indonesia. I’ll do my best to take lots of photos and try to keep you in the loop of what’s going on over there. Until then…
May the Lord bless you and keep you;
May the Lord make his face to shine upon you and be gracious to you;
May the Lord lift up his countenance upon you and give you peace.