Remember that day I was complaining because I wasn’t sure whether or not my dream of dream trips for this adventure year was going to work out? For the past few months I’ve been planning, saving, and psychologically preparing myself for disappointment (I call it realistic optimism, others call it pessimism).
I was at a prayer meeting last night explaining my plans to a sweet sister. As I explained my situation to her, I began to realize how short I was. I thought this was going to be the year that I worked things out MYSELF. I mean, I have all year to work and save – I can do this!
WRONG. I cannot do anything by myself. A big part of me cringes just writing those horrible words. The truth is that I need Christ in everything. No matter how hard I strove, in myself I just was not going to make it.
That night in the meeting this sweet sister prayed for my trip. And then… after the meeting was over my parents and I found a discount ticket and it just kinda happened. BOOM – I have a ticket across the pond.
You didn’t see that one coming did you?
AHA! Neither did I.
I’m actually factually really truly going to the United Kingdom for a month!
(Oh yeah… did I mentioned that my parents helped me book the flight and pay for the part I hadn’t saved yet? Strike three for my independence).
And now it is official. I am heading to Europe. I just can’t believe it. I’ll probably lose a couple pounds from all the bouncing and jumping I have to do. I feel like I’ve drunken a truck load of coffee. I am not sure I’ll be able to sleep for a week.
|Yeah, last night I couldn’t stop crying and jumping and hugging everyone in sight. It was pretty pathetic.|
Are the details worked out? Nope. However, things are moving forward quite smoothly. I have full trust in the Lord that He will work things out according to His will. After all, without Him this trip would not be possible. I have to consecrate it to Him. I want Him to do whatever He wants with it.
I will be leaving in early March and staying through April. Details to follow. This globetrotter in training is about to start having real misadventures. Now excuse me while I go shed some more tears of happiness…