Nine Months
I wait for the Lord, my whole being waits, and in his word I put my hope. Psalm 130: 5 When I returned from my two week mission trip to Tanzania last July, it took me less than a month to realize I would be going back to stay long term. I have heard God calling me to different things in the past. Sometimes I listen to that call and other times I've pretended not to hear it, believing that my plan was better than His. But God's call for me to move to Tanzania was not just something I heard. It was something I felt with my whole being. A feeling so compelling that it drove out any fear or doubt. I felt it as I prepared my classroom in August. I felt it as I researched programs that I could partner with in this journey. I felt it as I interviewed with the Methodist church's Volunteers in Mission program, and as I attended training to better understand my role as a missionary. I felt it as I celebrate...