I really like being comfortable. And normally I am. I wear whats comfiest, I have a pretty comfortable bed, and I feel at ease and comfortable with all of the people I see on a regular basis. I feel comfortable in my home and in the town I live in.
But for the past few years as much comfort as I have ENJOYED…I have wanted to be uncomfortable. Not necessarily awkward or anything but to be put out of my comfort zone. I've wanted to travel and experience new cultures and new people. This IDEA has been in my mind for years and it seems really nice.
BUUUUT…this idea isn't really an idea anymore…It's real life. I am about to leave the comfort of my own home and my bed and clothes and friends and town and make up and showers and food for 9 months. I'll basically be sleeping in my little tent for the first 3 months in Honduras. Yeah I mean I knew this all along but now that this is going to be like real life in less than a week its shocking…to say the least. Also, I didn't realize how many clothes I actually have. This week has already been so crazy and stressful…But I just wanted to take a few minutes and write down my thoughts and anxieties.
I would really love prayer these next few days especially as I pack and un pack and re pack and blah blah blah…..Prayers of peace and organization. And prayers of trust.
This is just the beginning of how much TRUST I am going to have to put into the Lord. I'm going into this thing as blind as can be and the only thing I have is trust, Jesus, and my 65 liter backpack. Well and of course my 22 other team mates.
Obviously God has me in this position for a reason. If He can raise over 12000 dollars in such a short amount of time I have no problem trusting that he will get my team and I through everything we will be going through on this little adventure. In the words of my team mate Cherub Grace "Have no fear, He's got your rear" 🙂
But for the past few years as much comfort as I have ENJOYED…I have wanted to be uncomfortable. Not necessarily awkward or anything but to be put out of my comfort zone. I've wanted to travel and experience new cultures and new people. This IDEA has been in my mind for years and it seems really nice.
BUUUUT…this idea isn't really an idea anymore…It's real life. I am about to leave the comfort of my own home and my bed and clothes and friends and town and make up and showers and food for 9 months. I'll basically be sleeping in my little tent for the first 3 months in Honduras. Yeah I mean I knew this all along but now that this is going to be like real life in less than a week its shocking…to say the least. Also, I didn't realize how many clothes I actually have. This week has already been so crazy and stressful…But I just wanted to take a few minutes and write down my thoughts and anxieties.
I would really love prayer these next few days especially as I pack and un pack and re pack and blah blah blah…..Prayers of peace and organization. And prayers of trust.
This is just the beginning of how much TRUST I am going to have to put into the Lord. I'm going into this thing as blind as can be and the only thing I have is trust, Jesus, and my 65 liter backpack. Well and of course my 22 other team mates.
Obviously God has me in this position for a reason. If He can raise over 12000 dollars in such a short amount of time I have no problem trusting that he will get my team and I through everything we will be going through on this little adventure. In the words of my team mate Cherub Grace "Have no fear, He's got your rear" 🙂
