Island Emergency Plans, The Rapture, & Ready For Missions

Per everyone's kind concerns for our welfare, Marissa and I constructed our Emergency Plans.

A Plan for Everything and Everything For A Plan

I had never considered that heading to the missions field would demand an Emergency Plan. I figured that most all problems could be solved by magic ministry aide, the almighty power of the U.S. dollar, and my natural sense of charm.

However, as we have approached our date of departure, many of our close family began asking what our plans were when, say, there was a cholera outbreak or if there was a coup d'etat. Along with that, the reality that my charm usually doesn't translate other languages too well began to set in. So, today I sat down to pen our Emergency Plan. (Thank you, FEMA website.)
Grant and Marissa Mission Field Emergency Plans

 

Feel free to review it, especially the section on America's Overthrow and Rapture. Pass it along so no one panics if we encounter the odd earthquake or hurricane, or keep it to know how to respond if something happens.

Back from the Desert

Click image for the Earthship photos.

After two months of life-changing, skin-tanning hard work; Marissa and I finished our work on our Earthship, hung up our sledgehammers, and headed back east. We stayed with Marissa's brother, Justin Wyatt, and sister-in-law, Vanessa Wyatt, in Dallas, TX. We made a quick stop in Lakeland to touch base with friends, and then made a bee line for Hilton Head, South Carolina.

We cooled our heels there for three weeks, trudged our way through the complex life-maintenance tasks to move to the field. (Try getting Marissa's prescriptions from Blue Cross Blue Shield and CVS =  RIDICULOUS.)

Click image for our Big Trip photos.

We rested. We accomplished...and I successfully gained 10 pounds. Wait. Did you hear me? I gained 10 pounds. Suffice it to say, we were well taken care of. I could speak of the awesome prayer group that Yvette took us too (go, Princess Warriors!), the zip-lining with Jeff and Stephanie Wyatt, and meeting cool people like Patrick the biker minister.

From ATL to PUJ

We are now hanging out with Aunt Sherrie for another day. Wednesday morning we get on the airplane and place our feet on the island. BAM! We travel from Atlanta to Punta Cana, Dominican Republic. Marissa will be working hard at finishing her dive instructor certificate. I will be working hard at my two novels, finding our home after the dive school, and connecting with ministries.

The goal is to get momentum trucking toward the vision for PhilanTropics. This is our dream ministry retreat for people to get refreshed, surf and scuba dive, and serve the local villagers in missions or humanitarianism.

But, that will take time. For now we will be partnering with local organizations to learn more about our profession as missionaries.

I digress. Please consider joining us over the next year. We would love to share with you the joy and adventure of missions.

More to come once we land on the island. We love and miss you all. If it weren't for each of you we would not be on our way to living a life of missions.


Gratefully,

Grant and Marissa Nieddu (The "NiedDUO")
www.GrantNieddu.com