I am at the airport waiting for my first flight. Made it past security, bought my water and now it is all about waiting
The interesting thing is that I am fairly patient and tend to be low key about most things. It takes quite a bit to get me ruffled. Yet I am sitting here trembling with impatience and excitement. When we were driving here, I freaked out a little because I didn’t oversee the process of putting my bags in the trunk and didn’t see that they were really there. What I’m realizing is that I probably do have a strong need for being in control but it doesn’t normally bother me because I normally am able to control my environment.
For these next few weeks, only a few things will be in my control. I didn’t even make my own reservations for a single place I will be staying. Transportation will all be handled by others, I won’t be cooking my own food. I really am okay with this, at least I think I am right now.
I am excited about this opportunity to trust God in ways I haven’t in the past. I’m excited to be flying without anyone I know to a country I have only read about to, arrive and watch for a stranger holding a sign with my name to tell me he is my ride. I’m excited for the ways that God will use this trip to make more more like Him and to allow me to be a blessing to others through my photographs and hopefully my presence, too.