Well, here we are. The day before we leave on the teen mission trip. Guess what?! yours truly is going as an "adult" sponsor. I guess I am technically an adult but it sure does makes me sound old and boring. Maybe I am old and boring, it's hard to tell these days.
I dug out my trusty "mission trip" backpack that I purchased at REI 10 years ago for all the mission trips I would be going on with our ministry. I used that thing a lot, until 6 years ago. The last mission trip I went on was with students to Taipei, Taiwan. The trip of a lifetime. I will never forget it. Apparently I did forget something though...to clean out my backpack after the trip. So, today I found the backpack and began cleaning it out. Nbd, just so old kleenexes, a box of playing cards, some hand sanitizer, some packs of powdered propel (that expired in 2007), and several gum wrappers. As I cleaned it out, several memories came back to me. Man, I have had a lot of great times on mission trips with students. From Mexico to Taiwan and everywhere in between.
Can I just be honest? I am nervous. I am nervous to be around students again 24/7 for a week. I am nervous I am going to have a mental breakdown after only the 2nd round of 99 bottles of (root)beer on the wall. I am nervous that 12 hours in the van is going to do this "adult" in. I am nervous to leave my boys for a week. They are going to be left with the most amazing sister-in-law who loves them like her own and I know they will be spoiled, but I will miss them terribly. I am nervous that one of them will skin their knee or miss their mamma and I won't be there to comfort them. I am feel like a bad mom for leaving them for so long. Hmph! Remember when I told you have I have a real anxiety issue?
So, you might be asking yourself, why in the world is this crazy woman going if she is so nervous about it all?! I am going because I know I need to. It's time for me to get out of my Subaru driving, col-de-sac living world and do something for someone else. It's time for me to once again give my time and energy to something other than my own little world. And so, here I go. This trip is a special one for my husband and I. It is the last trip we will be going on with students where we aren't expected to go. My husband's role has changed at our church recently and he is no longer the "youth pastor".
While I am nervous about so many aspects of this trip I am honored and humbled to be part of this team. This trip is a "swan song" of sorts for us. It's hard to believe this time of our lives has come to an end. While we will still be at the same church, my husband will no longer be responsible for the mission trips. If either of us wants to be an "adult" sponsor again we will technically need to be asked. Although, I bet we could pull a few strings :) It is a strange feeling on the day before we leave on possibly our last mission trip with students in a long time. This is the final song of our album titled "mission trips". I am hoping there is a hidden track somewhere that might allow us to be a part of a journey like this again.