I am in DC. Georgetown to be exact. It is nice here. There is a Whole Foods, beautiful running trails, awesome coffee shops, people from all over the world, humidity, and on a not so nice note… cockroaches… in my towel. Gross.
I don’t know about this. 2 years is a seriously long time!! All of the volunteers, trainees to be politically correct, I have talk to are calm as could be and super excited. I am actually one of the older trainees in the group, and to be honest not super excited. Picture this: Its kinda like I’m on the edge of a diving board, about to jump, but suddenly I realized how far down it was and now I am flailing my arms to catch myself….
I leave tomorrow. I will go. In part due to the fact that I know this is what I am meant to be doing, also in part due to the fact that I’m a group leader. Self-volunteered group leader.Now I know that I have a responsibility to get 10 other people there safely and on-time.
A lot of you have said that I am brave and courageous. Not so sure of that at the moment. But I am willing. I love to serve others. Traveling is cool. People are cooler. And God is big, awesome, and faithful.
I think I’ll just rest for a moment on this quote:
“If we’re growing, we’re always going to be out of our comfort zone.”
Love you all!