So far, 2014 has been an exciting year for me. I traveled out of the country for the first time, finished my 3rd year of college, wrote and edited a short film, lived in a house with 10 strangers who became family, was accepted to study abroad in the fall..all in the first 6 months! It’s been full of new and exciting experiences, places, and people, all of which have left me changed and inspired.
I find myself almost overwhelmed with all that’s happened over the past half a year. And then I realized – it’s only going to get more overwhelming from here.
Soon, I will pack up my life and move 5,437 miles away from home. 5,437 miles away from the city I’ve lived in for 21 years. 5,437 miles away from my friends, my family, my church, my job, my favorite boba places..5,437 miles out of my comfort zone.
Exciting? Yes. Terrifying? Also yes.
I know that I will have an amazing time exploring, learning, and immersing myself in a new culture and a new way of life. But, I also know that I will probably face a considerable amount of fear, doubt, and uncertainty. I will be stretched. I will be uncomfortable. But my prayer is that I would genuinely embrace those times and be present in them. I hope that in the difficult moments, the happy moments, the lonely moments – every moment – I can seek God and allow myself to be used by Him. Because as much as I believe that this new season will be full of fun and excitement for me, I also believe that the purpose of my time there goes far beyond myself.
I don’t know what that will look like. In a way, I haven’t got a clue what I’ve gotten myself into. All I know is that I’ve got 4 months, 15 weeks, 105 days, 2,520 hours in a city that’s 5,437 miles away from everything I know. Those numbers are intimidatingly large, but at the same time feel very limited. But what I need to focus on is the one constant in my life – a God who has been, and will be, faithful in all things. In every triumph and every hardship in my life, I have seen God’s grace. And man, am I thankful that God is the same yesterday, today, 6 months from now, and forever; in the US, in the UK; in London, and in Torrance. And that He’s not restricted by time, space, and numbers. All that to say..I think I’ll be okay.
I don’t feel even slightly prepared, but I don’t think I ever can be. There are far too many things beyond my control and understanding. And that’s fine with me. So here’s to the 7 weeks I have left in the States, the 15 weeks I have in London, the countless memories to be made, and the infinite lessons to be learned. Oh, and the hundreds of cups of tea I’ll consume, and all the Nando’s my little heart desires (and that my budget allows).
And thanks for reading my first ever blog post! (My Xanga days definitely don’t count.)