Packing is well on its way. The 50 lbs limit per person for personal stuff is killing me...but I'm exercising my flexibility...and my gratitude!
What I find myself thinking most about as I'm getting ready is all that I will miss when I'm gone...my Thursdays mornings with Emma are on top of the list! But there many others: my kids - chats with my girlfriends (starbucks or Coffee Bean?) - the comfort of my bed - the familiarity of my surroundings - my normal meals - the freedom of my car - my blue jeans - the smells I take for granted - US currency - Santa Rosa Valley - my laundry room.
I wonder what Jesus' list looked like when he left heaven to come down to earth a little over two thousand years ago -for my sake, for humanity's sake. I'm sure my list is so puny (read rags) compared to His. He left the glory and wonder of the most perfect place where he reigned, lacking nothing, (lacking nothing? was there ever a time I could have made this statement? Honestly? Nope), lacking nothing - that's perfection - and he did it in order to be a human for a while - for an opportunity for those he visited, a chance that they could choose to share this perfect place with him - because he loves his people - his creation - to death.
I was talking about "missing" wasn't I? Will what I miss compare to the privilege I might be missing if I was staying instead of going?
Going is what I will do, missing the familiar comforts, security and pleasures for a while - for the sake of someone - someone I might encourage, or comfort and love. Knowing that when I leave to return to my familiar comforts, I will be missing those beautiful friends with whom I will reunite and the new friends I will make - until the next time.
So I go back to packing... why do I need 50 lbs anyway? Suddenly my job seems much lighter.
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