Unreadiness

2 things you should know about me:
1. I hate packing
2. I put the pro in procrastinator

So here I am the night before I leave for D.C. with nothing more than piles of clothes and a pharmacy that I'm hoping will all somehow fit into 2 bags (It'll take a miracle). People have been asking me if I'm "ready" for 2 weeks now and my answer has been no. Even if you ask me tomorrow on my way to D.C. if I'm "ready" my answer will still be no. If you ask me when I take my first step into Rwanda if I'm "ready" my answer will still be no. If you haven't gotten it by now, I'm not "ready" nor will I be "ready" anytime soon. Sure, I'll have everything that I need packed but I don't think anything could make me truly "ready" for this trip. Here's where being a procrastinator comes in handy. Sometimes having a plan and expectations is a bad thing (don't get me wrong those things are great 80% of the time) but we've all experienced times where things didn't go as planned and we thought we were "ready". So I'm happy (scared but happy) that I haven't prepared the way I probably should have. In my experience, the times when I wasn't "ready" were the times when I heard God the loudest. With how unready I am for this I should hear God loud and clear. I'm going to end this post with lyrics from a song that's really been hitting me hard the past few days: We Must Go by Tim Hughes

Jesus, You have called us
Freely we've received
Now freely we will give

We must go live to feed the hungry
Stand beside the broken, we must go
Stepping forward, keep us from just singing
Move us into action, we must go

Fill us up and send us out
Fill us up and send us out
Fill us up and send us out, Lord