When I signed up for this mission trip to the Dominican Republic, there was whole lot I did not know.
I did not know it would involve leaving the morning before a fundraising event for 1200 that I had been working on for hundreds of hours.
I did not know it would involve Hepatitis A shots and several precautions against malaria and cholera.
I did not know it would involve my husband growing prickly facial hair for the month before we departed because a couple of guys in their 20s dared him to (an act of solidarity/a fast from shaving)
I did not know it would involve leaving at 4am and returning home at 2am.
I did not know it would involve completely unplugging from technology and electronic communication for 8 days.
There have already been some very pleasant surprises as well.
I did not know it would spur my children to pray for and care about a people group they had never met.
I did not know it would inspire my 6 year olds to save $84 of their own money--$1 at a time--over the last 6 months.
I did not know it would bring such a spring to my husband's step to see his vision of mission work as a family finally come to fruition.
I was thinking tonight about the comparison to marriage and parenting. When we 'sign up' for the role of wife or mother there is a whole lot we don't know. I never knew being a wife would bring with it the sting of hurting someone I care so deeply about or the inexplicable peace and security of knowing how much you are cherished. I did not sign up for the chaos of triplets, or know that motherhood would really feel like my heart was walking around in several little bodies.
What I did know, however, is that I love and serve a God who knows the whole story...the for better and the for worse...and that He will be with me through it all.
I have no idea what the next week holds...but I know WHO holds the next week. And that is enough.