That was a pretty good day.

All the planning and dreaming and anticipating and boring-those-around-us-with-silly-details finally culminated today as we left our home country & flew to Tegucigalpa, Honduras. The day was sweetened by all of those who shared their time & energy to help us feel loved (including Bart's parents, who shocked us yesterday with their surprise trip from Colorado!).

We want to thank everyone so much for your support for this new adventure in our lives. Knowing that there will be difficult times ahead, it's comforting to realize so many of you are standing behind us. We can't wait to share with you the blessings we'll receive over the next 2 years!


md

a suitcase and a trunk

According to the song "House of the Risin' Sun", "the only thing a gambler needs is a suitcase and a trunk." I guess the only thing a missionary needs is two suitcases and a carry-on.

For the past couple of months we have had a box in our house marked "want to take to hondu".  We, little by little, added things to the box we thought we would take with us.  The box soon filled up and the "want to take to hondu" box soon became the "want to take to hondu" pile, then, the "want to take to hondu" mound that took up some significant real estate in the living room.  We are in the process of going through our stuff for the third time, jettisoning a few more things.

I like to consider myself low maintenance, but packing up is proving more difficult than expected.  It's good for me, I think, to be forced to think about what I really need.  It's so easy to accumulate things without really thinking about how those things complicate your life.  I guess the turntable and Bob Dylan records will have to stay here.

bd