I have 1 day to pack (I'm heading up to LA tomorrow afternoon and I have a water polo tournament that I'll be at most of tomorrow so I can't pack tomorrow). 2 days until I say goodbye to my family for a month. And 4 days until my team and I actually leave the States. Yikes. I'm so extremely excited, I can hardly contain myself, but at the same time, it's finally hitting me, I'm going to be gone for a whole month, that's a long time. Lot's can happen in a month. But in the long run, a month is only 8% of a year, thats not very long.
As I was looking at all the clothes in piles all over my floor, I was thinking it would never fit into my suitcase. I did get it all into my suitcase. It took a while, but it all fits, thank goodness. Now I just have to hope I didn't forget anything.
Be on guard. Stand firm in the faith. Be courageous. Be strong. And do everything with love.
1 Corinthians 16:13-14