I'm leaving for Honduras in a few days. I haven't been sleeping much and my thoughts are jumbled and fuzzy instead of focused and crisp. I'm emotional and sentimental and busy (and low on sleep!) ... all things that make things a little wacky when combined.
All I can think about is how much I am going to learn and feel through this trip. This trip that is supposed to be a trip full of helping and serving others. Who am I to go? Who am I to teach and love and serve with these people across the globe? People that have far, far less than me are going to show me love. Show me devotion. Show me service. Show me community.
To tell you the truth, I'm scared to let myself feel all of these emotions.
Right now I'm a jumbled mess trying to make sense of life and all the thoughts. But, maybe it's not all about "making sense" of the mess. Of life. Of the differences and our shortcomings. I don't think it's supposed to be all black and white or easy to figure out.
There's a reason life wrecks us some times.
It's all about holding on to that reason and being changed because of it.
Prayers appreciated over the next few weeks. I'll keep you all updated on our experiences and travels!