Today (Wednesday, July 22) is when I begin my Volunteers in Mission trip to Zimbabwe. Everything is packed that can be packed. Everything is done that can be done. Some things--actually, many things--had to be left behind or remain undone.
I always begin new ventures with a grandiose vision in my mind of what can or should be accomplished. Such visions are typically far grander--or least more complicated--than can ever be implemented. This trip is no exception.
Along my journey, I have learned to remind myself of a phrase I learned in a conversation with a missionary to Korea. All that is required is that we "do our possible," and I believe that I have done so in my preparations for this trip.
I am taking a variety of gifts for people there, but I cannot take something for everyone I meet. I am taking money for different purposes, but I cannot possibly carry enough to make an enduring difference. I am taking the greetings of my congregation, but I cannot convey adequately their good wishes, prayers, and hopes.
And yet I don't have to take everything or do everything or be everything. All that I have to do is "my possible," and--by God's grace--that will be more than sufficient. Thanks be to God!
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