I remember packing for out first trip to Kenya; boy was it stressful. I think not knowing fully what was ahead added to that stress. We were so excited and got on the plane with such anticapation for the future. For years we had prepared to move to Kenya to be missionaries, so the moment had finally arrived for us to go.
When we landed in Kenya we were so tired from the flight with two little ones plus we had made the mistake of carrying on with us way to much stuff which added to our fatigue. As we were heading to our base for the night I remember being amazed at all the people out walking, even at night! Neither Traivs or I had been to Kenya yet so it was all so new! We got to our base and settled in for the night. Fellow missionaries had bought us a little bit of food so we ate some and got our kiddos ready for bed. We were staying in a 20ft container with the door bolted shut. There were handmade wooden bunk beds that we shared with the kids, Traivs and I were on the top. Oh my it was tight, like a coffin! I left the fan on, since it seemed stuffy in there, and the light on since there were no windows either! I laid there while everyone fell happily asleep and I wondered what in the world had a gotten myself into! I cried like a baby half the night! That excited I had turn into tears very quickly.
I began to that God's mercies are new every morning! I also learned that a good hot cup of Java coffee is good for the soul! I was so thankful for our fellow missionaries who brought me a hot cup of coffee that first morning.
It's fun to look back at how God has worked in our lives and has grown us through different circumstances.
This is Skylar's idea of packing! 
