Do not worry...

but in everything, by prayer and supplication, make your requests known to God.

We leave for Honduras Sunday morning at 6:05 AM. Please don't let me oversleep!
I'm one of the youngest members of this team, never been on a medical team before and never led a team before. I am the leader.
I don't want to look like a complete goof at the airport trying to get everyone's tickets, donation letters, passports, luggage...where they're supposed to go. Looking like a partial goof is fine.
I'm gonna be carrying a lot of money and that scares the bejeebees out of me.
I'm taking Mefloquine for my anti-malarial this time. Um, side effects include anxiety, insomnia, vivid dreams. It has me anxious about how I can have vivid dreams if I can't sleep.
What if we lose half our luggage? Or just some that have our meds in them? We have everything mixed around, but oh, I so want to have all our luggage arrive at the same time we do.
Those dadgum customs and immigration sheets we have to fill out. Don't know why they're confusing to me. Perhaps because they're legal-ese...in a foreign language.
The health of the team - I really don't want anyone to get hurt or sick. I have two heart patients with me. Glad it's a medical team so I know I have a doctor that can speak English.
The unity of the team. Oh, how I pray for true camaraderie, genuine compassion and holy vulnerability. (I made up that "holy vulnerability" thing - I mostly mean that I want everyone to be vulnerable to God in a whole new way that, in turn, allows us to be vulnerable to one another and those we are serving.)
I don't want our expectations to get in the way. I don't want to expect my team members to react in a certain way or be disappointed if I don't feel like they're "getting it." How judgemental and off is that?! Geez, Jennifer.
Setting up the clinic and pharmacy are huge tasks. Ain't never had no part of that before. Wee bit intimidating.
Hope we have enough medication. Hope we are taking the right medication.
Hope the Vacation Bible School works out okay. Don't feel like we've planned well on that and it's falling back in my lap. Which isn't a bad thing because it's my favorite part, but I really tried to delegate. Just hope we can all get on the same page and the kids are blessed.
My mom and kids at home. My goodness, I didn't realize how busy and chaotic our lives are until I have to make a spreadsheet with who goes where when, gets how much medicine at what time for how long, eats what kind of food, and how often you have to do laundry and run the dishwasher. I just don't want them miserable (okay, or sad) while we're gone.
That we are "culturally intelligent" in all our attitudes and interactions.
Oh, I so pray for my husband and I. This is the first mission trip we've been on together since the one we met on 15 years ago. I'm so hopeful - giddy, actually - that we will have the time of our lives together! I'm considering this our 15th anniversary trip a month early. But then, there I go with expectations again.

So after listing all those worries prayers, I can see that they're surface, selfish or superficial. Guess that's why we turn them all into prayers because then we can see what our heart is focused on.
Here's what I want to be focused on: our purpose. God has been stirring this purpose in my heart for over 4 years now. I have known that I would come back to Honduras with a medical team. I have seem Him do some pretty incredible things to get us to this place. And our purpose is to meet the spiritual needs of a beautiful community in the midst of meeting the physical needs.

I pray that every act, word, and gesture undeniably points to our God as the Provider, Sustainer, and Savior. And the little church across from the clinic knows Him!