As you might imagine, we’re not visiting some resort in Italy or Greece, which would be simple, but the relief center in Liberia. This area has no grid (but they have a generator), no clean water supply (we’ll bring our own bottled water), and virtually no doctors or medical supplies in case of illness or accident. I expect to find only two things in abundant supply:
1) Kind, friendly people
2) Disease-carrying mosquitos
As I filled out paperwork and shopped for my gear and supplies, I discovered several previously unknown superpowers:
Proofreading for only one type of information. When we got our group itinerary, I checked to make sure all four of my names were listed (First, middle, maiden, surname). Then scanned to make sure I had a seat assignment and baggage allowance on every flight. However, I failed to notice my middle name was misspelled. After all, it only appeared in the itinerary, like, FIFTY TIMES.
Taking lousy passport/visa photos. Having someone stand patiently in front of me with a camera makes me overthink my facial expression, which brings out that deer-in-the-headlights look. I much prefer
hit-and-run candid shots. On the bright side, I figure by the time we complete two 8-9-hour flights and reach the airport in Monrovia, I’ll actually look like that.
Hmmm…. now that I think about it, taking lousy photos is nothing new. I guess we just confirmed it as a superpower.
IRP–or, Insect Repellent Perfectionism. I wasted untold hours in stores’ camping aisles, pondering % DEET vs. size of bottle/can vs. type of lid.
I may make fun of myself, but I’m honestly excited about the opportunity to visit the center and write up some of its history.
And hug children. 😀
So, wish me bon voyage. When I return, I’ll report on our work there.
Meanwhile, you can pray for us if you’re so inclined. Candi, our assistant Director, is assembling a prayer team. The idea is that every hour, someone somewhere will stop for a moment and pray for our safety and effectiveness.
Thanks for reading… and praying…