A Second Journey: Packing Makes Possible

Thursday May 21, 2015

It’s a year after my last packing post, and I’m positively pumped to be writing another one!

Packing is always difficult for me… I love clothes, and it’s always a challenge to figure out which ones should go, and which ones should stay.  I feel like this process could make a really good reality TV show.

*Next up, The Suitcase.  Watch as Shea struggles to decide whether to bring her pink scarf to Scotland, and then, the shoes.  Is five pairs too excessive for a six week mission trip?  And should she bring two of the same blouse in different colors?  Find out, on the next episode of Suitcase, only on SMT.*

SMT meaning Shea’s Mission Trip, because I’m not feeling creative enough to invent some other network, and because a TV channel with reality TV shows covering only this mission trip could probably be pretty entertaining.  Haha.

Anyway, I’m also procrastinating packing because my visa has not yet arrived in the mail, and if it doesn’t by tomorrow morning, I will have packed for nothing.  I do not want to have to face that reality and unpack things.  Still, if it does come tomorrow, then I need to be ready to leave, and if I have any faith in God’s plan for this venture, I need to be ready for either outcome, not fear one so much that I can’t prepare for the other.  So, packing my things will at least make my departure possible.  Here’s to hope in tomorrow, and the plenty possibilities that packing can produce!

Scotland Trip: T-6 hours, I am SOOOO Nervous

Oh my, I didn’t realize I was going to be this nervous.  Now that my arrival in Scotland, and beginning of my mission trip is only 12 hours away, I am shaking in my boots… or, socks, at the moment.  I am praying that everything goes well with travel, and that I can somehow be useful to someone during this trip.  I’m afraid people might be disappointed in me, or my abilities.  What if, instead of lifting people’s burdens, I become a burden?  What on Earth can I teach the people of the Airdrie church, or anyone else anyway?  I’m just a college student, a music major of all things, with no job, and little experience, and I can’t even keep track of paperwork!

But I know that’s not true.  If God sent me on this mission, which he did, he has a purpose, and will work through me, and others, as he has planned.  And it all goes back to trust.

God, this, is, terrifying, but I trust you.

Packing is nearly finished, and we are about to get on the road for the airport.  Here’s a bit of Scottish music to send us on the way!  It is a pipe and drums corps I recorded at a celtic festival.  Enjoy!  See you in Scotland!

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Scotland Trip: T-35 Hours, Packing and These Next Two Days

I’m leaving for Scotland tomorrow… tomorrow, on a plane, by myself, without even knowing anyone there!  How did this happen exactly?

This morning, I am considering my packing list, which is really more of a packing “random conglomeration of ideas”, than a list.

Packing is complicated.  I meant to start a few days ago, but I had to do laundry, and now I am hovering over the frightening pile of clothing on my bed, wondering which pieces to bring.  I thought I could be so economical in my packing choices, but now… “I really like this dress, and this one is adorable!  I can’t possibly go without this shirt!  Can’t I just take them all?!”

Thankfully, I have recently acquired a pair of waterproof shoes, that is to say, rain boots.  They should be helpful in the Scottish damp.

That reminds me, I can’t forget Oleta’s raincoat, and I should probably bring her booties too, just in case.  I’m hoping my rain coat will be warm enough; I have been following the airdrie weather on my iPhone and it often drops into the lower 40’s at night.  Brr… Lots of layers?

We are spending the day today at an amusement park as a family.  If the boys ever get out of bed, it will be an exciting way to spend my last full day in the U.S. before my trip, and the last full day with my older brother, who will be leaving for his deployment in a week.  Yes, tomorrow will likely be very, very emotional for me.  Off to find some sustenance.  Only 35 hours now!