...I'm scared. I'm scared of my inability to do things. I'm scared of my lack of people skills. I'm scared of not being able to finish school in time without summer courses. I'm scared of not having enough money. I'm scared of a new land. I'm scared of meeting new people and being awkward. I'm scared of not being able to get along with my team. I'm scared of not being able to handle the training. I'm scared of failing. I'm scared of starting this. I'm scared of the responsibilities...
...And now I lift this all up to God.

As many of you may not know, Daniel and I have committed to go to Africa this summer... and this blog is going to be the result of thoughts about this whole exciting process. It has been a challenge to even think about going to this foreign land where I'm going to be thrown into situations in which I have absolutely no control... where I can truly say "God, through my weakness, may you be glorified.", because I know that nothing I do will be of my doing.
I feel that God has put Africa on my heart for a reason. I can't say for sure why it is, but I know that it is there. Of course I have my doubts. How will I be in this place with people that are so different from me? Or how do I know how to deal with any situation? But then I remember that it will not be me working. God will be working through me, and that reassures me:

"By the Grace of God I am what I am, and His grace toward me did not prove vain; but I labored even more than all of them, yet not I, but the grace of God with me."
-1 Corinthians 15:10

"Not I, but the grace of God with me"... This says it all.

So with anxiousness and also excitement, knowing that the God of all will carry me through tomorrow, I go. I go feeling privileged to be part of God's mission for this world. (oops, I copied Daniel's "I go"... oh well, deal with it:D)