The Body

On Friday I leave on this adventure. This past week I have been extremely nervous as I considered a new culture, new language, and new people with nothing familiar as a safety net. My sense of excitement diminished as well as my view of the big picture of serving God. "I don't know Spanish" was the resounding thought in my mind. This weekend I visited Pullman, where I attended WSU for the past 4.5 years. The church that I attend there is supporting me, and I made the trip so that I could share with the whole congregation what I will be doing, how God brought me here, and the impact that they have made on my life. They prayed for me. The rest of the weekend was filled with friends who prayed for me, got excited for me, gave me advice, told me that I would be fine, and beat me at card games. This whole weekend I have been thanking God for His people, as He used them to encourage me. Even though I still don't know Spanish "my heart is glad and my tongue rejoices" Psalm 16:9