Am I Really Ready?

Had a dear friend ask me today if I'm ready? I had to ponder that before I answered. As of late, I haven't felt ready. Trying to make sure everything is in order with my business, my family and myself is exhausting. Then I wonder, am I trying to do too much, maybe I should let everyone figure some things out for themselves, maybe it will empower them. But if I don't get my washer fixed soon, how am I going to wash my clothes for the trip? Much less the two loads of little boy laundry, towels from the lake trip, company and swimming. Then I talked to a woman from Vietnam today who was telling me about her life there. How someday she wanted to go back with her son to show him where she came from but that it was hard because of her memories of being very poor. She even began to shed a tear as she talked. Then I read a story from Teresa about a home visit in Malawi that has just really affected her and I thought, hard is living there day in and day out. Hard is death having a smell and you recognizing it. Hard is seeing 5 children age 12-1 with no father and a mother who is 50 lbs. and daying of AIDS. Hard is poverty beyong what we will ever experience. So am I really ready for this trip, you bet I am. God, you have it all mapped out, here I come...