Pray For A Guy Named Josh

Dear Reader, 

This morning is the morning I leave for Africa! I’m so excited! Well, I have to admit that I’m freaking out a little bit but still, I’m excited too. It’s 6:38 (oh, no make that 6:39)—only 3 hours and 20 minutes until my family gets on the bus to the airport (it just changed to 6:40—sorry, I’m a slow typer)! 

Right now I’m typing in the dining room and I’m going to count how many pieces of luggage we have…One, 2, 3, 4, 5 duffels, 1, 2, 3, 4, also 5 suitcases that aren’t carry-on, and 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 carry-on (that includes a bag with a computer in it, a light, pink and maroon backpack, 3 small suitcases, and my dad’s guitar). Seventeen pieces of luggage. If you think that’s a lot don’t tell my mother she’s been working hard to minimize the number of bags and suitcases down from 20 to 17. She’s actually done a pretty good job. She went out and bought these bags where first you put in clothes, mattresses, sheets, blankets (anything soft) and you just suck all of the air out—leaving the airless bag about a third of its original size! She fit a lot of my clothes in one of those bags, not to mention my poor little squeezed up stuffed animals! 

The feeling has swept over me. I’m scared. Please pray for a guy named Josh that is going to Africa and is in need of God’s loving care. Thank you! You’re doing me a HUGE favor. Anyways, I think I gotta rap up so, I just want to say one final thing before I end…ONLY 2 AND A HALF HOURS!

Your missionary,

Joshua Newburn (10 yrs.)