Lost but Happy at Sea

I am in Singapore. Actually! Ok, well, I'm in the airport...does that count? The adventure has begun. And how do I feel? Unsure....I suppose. I've never been this far away from home, with strangers, without any idea what my destination will look like. Saying goodbye was painful, I think I knew ahead of time that it would be, but that didn't change its difficulty.

Part of me worries.....what if this ends up being something I have to 'get through,' something just to 'survive,' until I am home again, safe, comfortable, ready to 'move on' with my life. I don't want that. Not at all. I suppose I am lacking a trusting faith......may the LORD complete his adventure that He has begun, may He finish the work He is doing in me.

It has been over 24 hours since I said goodbye to my loved ones, and already I miss them, but I am hoping that the tear in my heart will heal up soon, mended by the warm smiles and snack-sharing of my fellow-travellers; interns and future brothers and sisters. Praise God for bringing me this far, I must admit, there is an intense thrill in my Spirit at this time, to have jumped with both feet, to fall entirely without hold, into the arms of my Savior, in this new way.

Praise God <3

P.S. My love is extending over the ocean to all of you at home....be assured that you are on my heart and in my mind.