I am leaving for the airport in 3 hours. I should be asleep but I am not, and I wanted to write an update before I leave for my training.
I will be in New York for 3 weeks to receive training for my US-2 Missionary program through the United Methodist church.
Here's the twist: I still don't know where I'm going.
I never thought I would be leaving for the training without having a definite placement to prepare for. When I was accepted into the program, I thought by this time I would know where the next two years of my life would be spent. This just goes to show that whenever you think you have something figured out (even in a vague way), rarely will it turn out how you expect it to.
Now, I am not sure what will happen. I am leaving but I have no destination.The opportunities for me to worry seem endless, but in reality this is an opportunity for me to be at peace while trusting God with my future.
I might not know where I'm going, but He does.
