The Count Down

 Only 50 days left until I get on a plane and live on a ship for three months! I'm excited, scared, nervous, hopeful, crazy and more...

My mind has been blown by how generous my supporters have been. I have raised much more than I thought I would raise and the money keeps flowing in. This just reaffirms that God's will for my near future is doing Mercy Ships. My official job title changed the other week. Now I am a Hospitality Hostess. What does this mean? I'm not really sure. I'll be cleaning, and preparing for guests, setting up for up to 150 people, and other things I think...

There will be internet so I'll be able to blog while I'm there. We will be in Conakry, Guinea on the west coast of Africa. French is one of the main languages and I'm dying to learn it! I wish I could speak it now. Patience, Glenn, patience. Patience isn't exactly one of my spiritual gifts... I'm learning though--slowly.

Being home has finally become something I love. The fulfillment and contentment I longed for so strongly at the beginning of the semester has slowly been filled by people and, ultimately, God softening my heart. He is always at the center isn't He? I just can't escape His will. It's funny how, at the beginning of a struggle I know that my heart is really what God is concerned about and that He'll be at the end of that particular lesson, but I still complain and worry about it. And after that struggle ends another comes along. The cycle continues. Let me tell you, sometimes the process of sanctification (being made more like Jesus) is really tiring! Trying to write straight from the heart can also be tiring....sometimes I wish I had a "profound filter" which could put all my thoughts down onto paper in a profound way. :) Silly I know. I think I'm going to stop now. I'm going to enjoy the Filo atmosphere while I have the chance--no down time in a coffee shop in Guinea!