Sevilla, Spain: T minus eight days until departure from DFW.
Yep. I hear it, too. I sound dramatic. But this is going to be a big change for me! Different language, different side of the world, different word for "different."
I'm going through a lot of ah but I'm going to misses and before I leave I need tos. I'm trying to shake off those thoughts, soak up time with my family and friends, and prepare myself mentally and spiritually. I've got time.
Jeremiah 6:16 has brought me comfort this week:
"This is what the Lord says:
'Stand at the crossroads and look;
ask for the ancient paths,
ask where the good way is, and walk in it,
and you will find rest for your souls.'"
When it comes down to it, I've been called to Spain. I've felt it for a long time. I'm being equipped with all I need. Even if I feel like I'm at the crossroads, He's showing the the good way. Patience. Rest will come.
Several people have asked about ways they can be praying for me. I'll try and post these every so often, even if it seems cheesy to some:
- My host mother Carmen
- My professors
- Roommate Claire
- Preparation this week
- Time at home
- Calming nerves
- The pilots of our planes
Hasta!
