4:30am found me sprawled out on top of my suitcase, jiggling the zipper and coaxing it to close. Sigh. I’d have to leave the shampoo, body wash, and toothpaste. There simply wasn’t room.
Well, at least I wasn’t overly attached to my shampoo. I’d acquired that bottle of Mane n’ Tail from a similar situation a few weeks ago, when someone else left Greenville for their new apostolic assignment. Still…it was a nice bottle of shampoo. I don’t think my hair has ever been that soft and smooth. Oh well.
Finally getting the zipper all the way around, I was able to heave the suitcase upright. As I stepped back to size it up, the words from God spoke to Abraham popped into my mind: “Go, to a land I will show you”: to a land unknown.
No kidding. He is even sending me to a shampoo unknown. I guess when I get to Houston I’ll find out what extra bottle of shampoo and tube of toothpaste are in the closets there.
I have to admit: it’s an awesome, freeing feeling to think that I’m boarding this airplane with all I’ve got in a just a couple suitcases and a backpack.
Well, actually, in just a suitcase and backpack…the second suitcase has all my turtlenecks and the winter gear I acquired from the past 5 winters in Rhode Island. I have a feeling those won’t be as necessary in Houston, Texas!
A missionary: someone sent.
Settling back in my seat, 15D, and eyeing my surroundings, I find people munching and sipping their Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts breakfasts. I’m about to pull out the amazing peanut butter and jelly sandwich I made and packed past night.
I can’t help but smile. I love my life. And even more, I love my God.
Welcome to Texas..!!! Loved the post. .very genuine.