Parting is sweet sorrow

Well, the bags are almost packed and I am ready to start the journey, that is until I remember that we're leaving people behind. It will be hard for the kids and I to say goodbye to Amson, the rest of the family here, and the guesthouse friends.



But on the other end, it will be great to see the family there and to share the kids with them, and at least Amson will join us in a month.



I must confess, I am a little anxious about travelling without Amson. (I never have told him about the time I came back after him and left the passports in my parents' home! We just barely had time to turn around, get them and still make the flight! That is not a drive I'd like to repeat!)



I pray that all will go well, but I find myselft thinking extra hard today and checking my lists to make sure I/we have what we will need and a few wants, but not more than we either want to return with or are willing to toss before we come back.



Looking back over the past year and a half when I was in the US with Daniel for my dad's funeral I feel like it's been an extra long time, and the past six months were the longest!



Well, I guess there's not much to write, just to ask for your prayers for "journey mercies" as we say here. One custom that I adopted on my first mission trip and is also followed here is that whenever we travel anywhere, we always pray first that God will be with, "the driver, other people on the road, and (Daniel insists) for the tires on the car!" This time we'll add, "for the pilots of the plane and others that might be in the air."



According to African time, we fly out at 9:25 pm, that's about noon NW, US time. The journey from our door to my mom's door will be about about 40 hours! Wow, I was thinking about 30 before, but 40 is a loonnngg time for the kids and I. Please do keep us in your prayers!



Dorthea