Get ready....

So now we are day 15 till we go away.  We have packed most stuff and are starting to get to the bottom of our lists, which turned out to be longer than I thought they would be.  And to be honest it all feels a little unreal.  I can tell from my sore jaw (where all my stress lands, due to clenched teeth) that something is up but have not really grasped that we are so close to going.  I've read that your first breath in Delhi will fix all of that.  I am really starting to see thing different and looking forward to the shift in point of view.  I am really looking at my kids different now too.  I am so glad they get the opportunity to be who they are, and live where they live.  And want to provide a REAL picture of what God really wants us to be about. Love Love Love. To be real to each other and those in the street (on bikes in our case)  To never get too comfortable that you don't see those broken around you no matter what their story.  To never be to comfortable to care, or to timid to stand up for whats you know needs to be said or done. And that pretty much covers it.  So here is to day 15 and the new reality at our house.

India....just the beginning

Just  to keep you all in the loop.  Scott and I are going to India.  For my whole life I have dreamed of India and have always known that I was way too chicken to travel there on my own, until now. (but i am not on my own)  We are traveling with an organization called Child of Mine, and are going to Northern India to help them build a second story on a school.  This all started as a dream of ours to travel and do stuff like this and has become a reality.  I know that sounds clique but it is totally true.  We have both dreamed of going away on short term missions since we met in high school.  The timing was not right since we got married because we were doing other frivolous things like having babies, hahaha, but now it seems like the time is ripe for us.  When it first started it felt like a mile away, but as we near 22 days from departure we can look back at all the ways God was nudging us towards this end.  The whole new way of looking at life has emerged.  A proverbial shifting of the gears, if you will.  So as we pack up our bags, try to think of anything we might need ( like toilet paper and baby wipes) I am thankful that God did not forget our longing to go.  He did not forget to send me.  He did not forget me.  He will never leave me nor forsake me, His love never ends.