Friday, February 8, 2008

11 hours until we leave...

For most of us, our brains are fried.

We are trying to be mindful of everything that we know we'll forget. Between the orphanage bags, teaching outlines, chewing gum, digital cameras, and bug spray, we know that there is something we'll forget. At this point, we're not sure what it is and that's why we are trying to think of it.

Last night, I popped into the Pipoly's to pick up five of the 15 bags destined for Indian Orphanges. Debbie was sitting on the couch. "One hour!" she exclaimed. "I'm going to sit here and relax for one hour."

I probably should do the same.

But no time right now... speaking of which, where's my passport?

Serving the King,
Dhondi

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

God speed! We have your itinerary and are praying each day for God to go before you and prepare the way, to give you success in your mission, and to bless you for your commitment to the gospel.

Jon Moorhead
blog: http://familyspuds.wordpress.com/