I’m on the road to Regina right now. Ezra’s looking at a book and Eva is playing with her new umbrella (she has begged for an umbrella for months) and Peter is telling Eva a “Peter Pudge” story. Peter was a really chubby baby and was nicknamed “Peter Pudge” and now all his childhood stories that he tells Eva have the same title.
It’s going to be a long day of driving today. We are dropping the kids off and heading back to Calgary tomorrow. I can’t really believe that this day has come. I can remember the street I was walking down in Tartu last year, walking up the steps to the Kaubamaja and insisting to Peter that I was coming on the youth mission trip: “We’ll just leave the kids in Canada. Ezra will be 16 months by then and they’ll be fine. I’m coming. I’m COMING.”
It hurt my heart to imagine Peter going to Estonia without me and all the teens being in Estonia without me. And now here we are, at the beginning of the trip. Driving the kids to Grandma’s house so we can fly to Estonia with the teens.
I can’t believe it’s already been a year since our last trip. How did that happen? How did we fast forward from that moment in Tartu where I was insisting I was coming and imagining Ezra being 16 months old and now here we are, living out what was in my imagination?
This trip is going to be huge in a lot of ways. My first mission trip was so very formative and life-changing. Being able to share my faith through the platform of LST was so huge for me. I can’t wait to see what happens in the hearts of the teens and also in the hearts of us who are leaders over the next two weeks.
Please pray for our team, for those in Estonia, and for my kiddos and their caretakers. We appreciate it!