My parents are currently thousands of feet above the ground in an airplane on their way to this country I have fallen in love with. I'm getting more excited to see them as the minutes pass, but I'm also somewhat hesitant. I'm enjoying life here so much and I don't want seeing them to somehow throw that off. What if they don't love this place the way I do? I can see how their frustrations could morph into my frustrations. What if seeing them gives me a nice taste of home and makes me crave it more? What if I want to go out with friends but they expect me to join them for dinner? Do I really want them to know about my life here? Or do I want to keep its amazingness to myself?
What if it's absolutely wonderful and we all have a fantastic 18 days?!
What I need to do is trust God. He has me here right now. As long as I am where He wants me, I will have peace that passes understanding. As long as I remain in Him, I will have patience and abounding love and joy for this place and these people. It is ridiculous to not want to share the life I love so much with the people I love so much and who love me most in the world. Another benefit? I think having to translate for them will get me out of this not-speaking-in-Spanish rut I've gotten into.
so....
WELCOME TO CHILE, PARENTS!!!
What if it's absolutely wonderful and we all have a fantastic 18 days?!
What I need to do is trust God. He has me here right now. As long as I am where He wants me, I will have peace that passes understanding. As long as I remain in Him, I will have patience and abounding love and joy for this place and these people. It is ridiculous to not want to share the life I love so much with the people I love so much and who love me most in the world. Another benefit? I think having to translate for them will get me out of this not-speaking-in-Spanish rut I've gotten into.
so....
WELCOME TO CHILE, PARENTS!!!
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