Messy Mission Mentoring
I’m not sure why the word, “Messy”, keeps coming to mind???! Other than, that is what missions seems at best. Messy. Nothing is clear cut. Simple. The way planned. Or easy. Well maybe I shouldn’t say, “nothing”. Yet, messy, best describes how I feel after just finishing week #1 back in the mission land. Mind you, it is hard enough to land in 3rd world country, Papua, with 5 men/boys pulling me along. Trying to get them settled, in a routine, unpacked, fed, listened too. There are groceries to buy and veggies and fruit to soak in bleach water. Gone are the nicely packaged pre rinsed 3 times, organic power greens, to make that amazing salad in 5 minutes flat. And where did this mold come from that is lining all the bathroom drawers? Yikes, one car would not start…… Yes, mind you, all of that was enough to make me think MESSY, MESSY, MESSY…..but we also landed with 3 young adult girls in tow. Please don’t...