sent out

The last week has been busy. I'm trying to see most of my friends before I leave. This is pretty hard, I'm forgetting people.

There have been a lot of prayer for the team going to Mexico this week. A meeting where we prayed to be filled with the Holy Spirit. The housechurch we're all a part of prayed for us on Saturday night. Sunday the church all got around us and prayed for us.

Being sent out like this is not at all what I imagined it would be. It's all so new and different for all of us. I'm not really sure what it was I was expecting. Somehow this is entirely different. Sweeter, more solemn and happier. This last week has felt a little dream-like at moments. Maybe it's the mixture of being super excited at having a dream come true and also being super nervous and feeling all wrong for the honor of being sent.

I really thought I was not going to be a part of our first church plant. Two years ago I felt God very clearly ask me to surrender my desire to be a missionary outside of the U.S. I felt like God asked me to trust Him with the humiliation of not going when everyone knew it was what I had planned on since I was seven. So I surrenderd and began planning on not going anywhere anytime soon. Everyone else was planning the same I think. When I signed on with this school I didn't realize that we would be the first church planting team. I somehow thought we were doing something else. I would've been way more hesitant to come had I known. Crazy how God turns things upside down on you sometimes.

I'm driving to Mexico tomorrow or the day after so my next post will be from the city...