Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Dreaming of Mexico

Did I ever tell you that when we first joined New Tribes, we had full intentions of going to Mexico. Yeah, Mexico, with its amazing food, language, that I have already learned and its close close close proximity to the US. I have secretly always wanted to be Mexican. I thought living their would be closest I would ever come to that. Oh, Mexico!!

Dear Mexico, I could drive my van to you. I love you.

We leave tomorrow at 4pm, and start the longest airplane trip in the history of air planes. Seriously , if the Wright Brothers had known that one day a family of 5 would have to be on one of their little inventions for over 1,000,000 hours, they would have just quit working on aviation and would have invented the ipod or something. I hate flying. Seriously, hate it. I used to like flying. That was before I flew to China. One of those trips was 14 hours. Just like our longest stretch tomorrow will be. I thought I would never get off that plane. And I distinctly remember thinking that I would NEVER be on a flight that long again. In fact, when we first entered the training center at New Tribes, I said that I was in no circumstance ever going to Papua New Guinea, and the number one reason was that I would have to be on a friggin plane for a friggin million hours again. AHHHHHHHH! I'm losing it.

History or National Geographic or one of those channels recently did a TV show about cannibalism in PNG. People are constantly asking me about that, and to them I usually respond, "Forget the cannibals! I have to be on a plane for 14 hours with a 5 year old, a 3 year old, and an 8 month old. (And that is just the longest stretch. We will be on 2 planes before that one, and 3 after that. Yeah, count it up... that is SIX total). I would gladly give some cannibals my pointer finger to place in a hot dog bun and personally provide the ketchup, mustard and relish for them, if it meant that I did not have to get on that long flight tomorrow. I am seriously going to die. Also, I am never coming back for furlough. Everyone keeps saying, "see you in 4 years!" Ha ha! Yeah right! I am not getting back on a plane for that long ever again, so everybody better save your money if you want to see this face ever again.

Can you tell what I need prayer for? I am not nervous or worried about PNG at all. Not for me, my husband or kids. I am not nervous about getting malaria or parasites or having to build our own houses or the fact that people might be naked or that I might have to eat bugs. I would gladly eat a plate of every insect native to Papua New Guinea than get on the plane tomorrow. So, yeah, pray for my sanity. Pray that I will somehow become a normal person overnight and just focus on our destination. I am super excited about where we will end up. I just have to keep my eye on the prize! And remember that Mexico is a very dangerous place right now. Oh, Mexico!!!!! So close, yet so far away!


  1. Praying for you and your sweet family tomorrow and in the days, months, years to come!!

  2. We've been praying for you guys! Can't wait to hear updates and see pictures. All assuming you have electricity and internet sometime in the future :)