Day One

Entry from my journal during my flight to Atlanta:

Seeing Things In a Different Perspective

Leading up to this trip I've been confused with different emotions that never seemed to add up to one another. I wasn't sure what was expected of me from God, the people I will meet in Nicaragua, and myself. Well, now that I'm thousands of feet in the air, I see things in a different perspective. Taking off was an experience in its own. First, you slowly make your way down one runway then just as you get your heart prepared to take off (while trying not to freak out because I like feeling the ground) you take a turn or two that leads you to yet another runway. Only this time it doesn't look or feel the same. After the very few seconds you have to prepare yourself again, you then hit full speed and start to notice the difference in time between each crack in the runway and all of a sudden you don't feel them anymore. In a matter of seconds I'm looking out the window at everything that once seemed so big, now so small. Is this God's perspective?  Is there something he's trying to tell me? Probably  !

11:51 pm
Today has been filled with lots of traveling. I'm physically and mentally drained. I met amazing people on the way here, and for that I am thankful. The people here are beautiful. Our flight landed at about 9 pm and we got picked up by our driver in a bus and taken to our hotel. After check in my roomie convinced me that we NEEDED to unpack before we could meet the group downstairs for a late dinner. Dinner was great, I enjoyed my bottled water and now I need sleep. Church in the morning either at Hosanna or at the school.

Goodnight! !

Prayer requests: for good rest, open hearts, my roomie Starr's OCD, patience for me, and rest for Lance (he looks dead), broken hearts that need healing annnnd that's all for now. Thanks !!