Last year, I arrived in the Philippines ready to begin a new adventure. Independent life, college, new-ish country, unfamiliar-ish people. It's exactly one year later, and I feel like the kid who survived her first time in a roller coaster ride she was terrified of! It's a good feeling, by the way.
2012 brought me a whole lot of challenges. God also brought me the strength that I needed to overcome them. He gave me amazing people to support me, back me up in prayers and in whatever else that I needed. 2012 has indeed been a year of fruitfulness and blessing.
So much has happened to me in my one year stay in the Philippines. In the beginning, I was terrified of leaving my family, my comfortable life, and my familiar home. Leaving was incredibly painful, especially since I had just started making really good friends in the church. It was incredibly hard to smile inside everyday, for I felt that I was alone. You know what I'm talking about. New country, new people. Having to start over and get people to understand you and all your onion layers. But I realized, my whole life has been a journey of moving. I was born to be a nomad.
(Just a random quote inserted here.)
Anyways, this blog, apparently, is my first for this year. This year is going to bring me so much more, I just know it. I attended this camp last December, and one speaker kept saying, "2013 is your dream waiting to happen."
Well, what is my dream waiting to happen? I guess I have to search my heart to find out.
