One month from now

It's mid-April.

It's mid-April.


That means that one month from now, I will be in Kenya.

I will be in Kenya!


It's kind of hard to believe. When the thought of signing on for a mission trip charged into my consciousness last fall, I was ready to go right then. But I couldn't--it wasn't time.

So I went to the informational meetings. I filled out the application and turned in a deposit. I started telling everyone I knew, "I'm going to Kenya!"

As each day drew closer to May--the date of the trip--it seemed a little more real.

I followed Facebook posts from another team, traveling the same ground I soon will tread. I sent out fundraiser requests. I got my shots, and my passport.

I'm going to Kenya.

Now that the time is so close, it seems almost unreal. All these months of doing what I could to prepare, when there really wasn't much that could be done. A phone call here, a little paperwork there--no big deal. It seemed like spring of 2012 would never come.

But now, I've started buying travel-sized toiletries. Testing out powdered drink packets to see what I like. Guessing what size luggage I'll need. Realizing that I need to go shopping for some suitable clothing, then forgetting to actually go. Stuffing random items in my backpack, preparing for this adventure.

One month from now, many of the unknowns that I've tossed around will be known. I'll know which airports we pass through, where I'll be sleeping, what my days will look like.

But one thing will still be unknown--what this trip will do to me. Will it crush my heart? Make me want to adopt half of the children I meet? Will I come face-to-face with my own selfishness, and be broken forever? Will this be a trip to remember because it was so unique, or because it rocked me to my core?

One month from now, I won't know just yet. But I will be closer.

To follow my journey, keep up with me at the following places:

• On Twitter @BethIngersoll
• My new Facebook Fan Page at www.facebook.com/BethIngersollFans
• Right here on this blog--subscription links are over there on the right.

You're gonna have to face it, you're addicted to...

I read this post over at chatting to the sky (love her!) and when I saw her photo of books, stacked several high, I thought, "That looks like my nightstand!" I left a tiny comment saying just that, and went on with my day.

I am addicted to books.

Then, today at work I took one of my magazines to peruse during break--one of the four magazines I'd lifted from our salon (I'm not a thief--we own it!) earlier this week. I started on it at breakfast, and brought it back at lunch.

Midday, I spotted a different magazine with a rendering of a modern-day Jesus on the cover, so I flipped through it instead of mine. Not finding anything that grabbed my attention, I pushed it aside and noticed yet another magazine on the table.  The cover of this one said "The Hyperaddictive, Time-Sucking, Relationship-Busting, Mind-Crushing Power and Allure of Silly Digital Games."

Again, I thought, "Hey! That's me!" (I am a little bit addicted to Facebook games.)

I read a bit of that lengthy article, but frankly those hyperaddictive, time-sucking games have also left me with the attention span of a gnat. I was bored, though mildly intrigued. I stuck the magazine in my bag to finish later (along with the others I already had) and went back to work.

Did I mention that I am also apparently addicted to magazines?

Then I started thinking-- could I be a word addict?

Stack of knee-high books by the bed? Grabbing every magazine in sight, like I owned it? On the internet constantly?

Yes, yes, and yes.

After a moment, I decided instead that I am an information addict. I will pick up almost anything--junk mail, sales flyers, and of course books and magazines.

Oh, and don't forget blogs. I won't even tell you how may unread posts taunt me from Google Reader.

I do have an addictive personality. I am one of the silly digital-games addicts, a coffee addict, a sugar addict, an email and internet addict ...I admit it. Guilty as charged.

What about you? What hyperaddictive tendencies do you have?

Subject to Change

Hi there. Remember me? I used to blog here. It's been a while, but I think I'm ready to dip my toes back in the blogging waters, see if I should ease on in or just jump and get it over with.  So...

If you followed my posts before, you'll know that my blog name isn't the same up there in the title. Seems I have a commitment issue with blog names, but I think I finally found one that fits (even if the URL is already  taken--drat!)  Anyway, I started with "A Quest for Relevance," and at some point switched to "Pens and Needles." (Were there any others? I can't remember--maybe.)  Then I started entirely over on a new blog called "The Daily Do-Over," and now I'm back here, with a new name: Subject to Change.

Seems appropriate now, right?

"Subject to change" is certainly a theme for me these days. Here you have a girl who used to say, "God, please don't make me a missionary in Africa," who is now barely a month away from spending two weeks in Kenya on a medical mission trip.

Here is a girl who survives on tomato soup, chips, coffee and chocolate, yet just finished a 5K training plan and goes running -- on purpose.


Here is a girl who hasn't written anything longer than a status update in...well, a long time...who is thinking about NaNoWriMo and platform building.

Here is a girl whose perspective is changing in many ways, about work, home, life in general, and now, blogging. But, as always, that is Subject to Change...

(Just a pretty shot of something else that's subject to change--the gorgeous bleeding hearts in my back yard, that will be gone before you know it.)

Asking for prayers

All I can say is my family really needs your prayers right now...thanks!

Moving Over

For any of you unfortunate souls who watch this space for new posts, let me re-direct you:

I have decided to re-enter the blogiverse, but not on this blog :-)

Please visit http://www.thedailydoover.blogspot/.com.instead.

Thanks, and Happy New Year!!
Beth

Book Review: The Butterfly Effect by Andy Andrews

No, this isn't like the movie of the same name with Ashton Kutcher.:-)  It's a new book by Andy Andrews, called "The Butterfly Effect."

This short gift book packs a lot of message into just over 100 pages.  Essentially, it tells you how just one event, no matter how tiny or mundane it seems, can have far reaching implications that you may never even see.

It's based on a theory (paraphrased here) "that even the flapping of a butterfly's wings would stir air molecules, which would in turn move other air molecules, eventually capable of starting a hurricane on the other side of the planet."  This idea became somewhat of an urban myth, but was later proven to have merit.  Science has now applied this idea to movement of any kind of matter, including people.

Once you read this book, it's easier to envision the likelihood that something that seems trivial to you - a kind word to the cashier in a grocery store, or a smile to a stranger - could make a significant difference down the road, and you would never even know it.

Read it for yourself, and you'll get the picture.

(I was provided a free copy of this book from the Thomas Nelson BookSneeze blogger program in exchange for the review.)

Book Review: The Boy Who Changed the World by Andy Andrews

"The Boy Who Changed the World" is a new children's book by Andy Andrews.  It is a companion to the gift book "The Butterfly Effect," also by Andy Andrews.

This book tells the story of a young boy, Norman, and what he did that changed the world.  That then leads into the next story of  a second person and makes you wonder if, in fact, that person really changed the world.  More and more stories follow, showing how each one of them impacted the life of the next.  It's based on the premise that what we do - no matter how small an act - can have a significant effect on the lives of others.

It has a wonderful message, and positively challenges children to think that they, too, can change the world.