In 24 hours I will be on a plane somewhere over the Atlantic. This is my first international journey. I never thought I’d take a step as large as this without my husband at my side, but here I am taking it, going as I feel God has called me.
It hasn’t yet hit me that I’m making this journey. That I will board a plane tomorrow evening and jet off to a country that has known strife, division, poverty, and in some ways destruction.
As I was on my lunch break yesterday I saw a homeless man walking down the side walk. As I watched him I realized that I’m not prepared for what I’ll see or for what I’ll experience. I’ve read stories, but reading isn’t the same as experiencing. I’m not prepared.
Over the next week I’ll be sharing stories of my time in Moldova. I’ll share how God is working.
Please continue to pray for our team. We’ve had a couple of ladies get sick in the last couple days. Pray for protection. Pray for the girls and families we will meet. Pray that we will have open and sensitive hearts.
Thank you for everything.