I received the news on Tuesday that I got a job at a Christian camp in Colorado. I haven’t even had the time to think it all through, but I know it will hit me while I’m sitting alone on a plane this Saturday. The past two days I have been packing and buying gear for 3 months of hiking, biking, rock climbing, and camping. Of course most of the time I will be at main camp, but I still need stuff like clothes and shoes for all the stuff I will be doing.
I really can’t believe I am doing this, it’s such short notice. I’m so ready to leave though… to get up and do something. When I think long term, three months is nothing out of a lifetime. But as I think of it now… It’s a little scary.
Then I realize that this is what I have been praying for. I’ve been asking God for a new season, for healing, for discipline, and for change in general. I was wondering why I felt so led to not stay on the team going to Chile. I couldn’t explain it, and it was such a difficult decision… I knew Chile was a great opportunity, and that the team is going to serve God in such a beautiful way, but I also knew that God was leading me somewhere else.