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My New Life.

It's only been a week and a half, but I feel like i've been here for months. I'm not sure how i'm supposed to be feeling, what I'm supposed to be thinking about the next few months, or what I'm supposed to be doing with my free time. From reading some of my friends' blogs, I can tell that people are all over the place. They say there are multiple stages one goes through in adapting to a culture: honeymoon faze, denial, anger, acceptance... and maybe a few more. From what I can tell, people are either feeling lonely, or currently loving every moment of it.
I guess for me, I'm in the honeymoon stage. To be honest, I feel like this faze will last for a while. I love it. The people, the place, the walking everywhere, the language, the daily flooding of rain, most of the food, and the ability to learn something completely different from my culture every day. Other than the constant whistling from guys that thing gringos are easy and the very massive spiders i've found in my bedroom, I don't really have any complaints.
I'm scared for the moment when the things I am loving turn into things that make me miss home. Realistically I'll probably get tired of have gallo pinto (rice with beans) for breakfast, and I'm sure I'm going to get frustrated with my inability to have a deep and intellectual conversation in Spanish, but I really really hope I never grow weary of learning to live, love, and do life in this culture.
I can already see the hand of God on my life even in the short time i've been here. As most of you know, I'm horrible at directions, but despite wandering around CR at all hours of the day, I have remained safe. When our car broke down in the middle of mountains and we were stranded for 3 hours, God provided protection. When the earthquake hit, I hardly felt it because I was running. I have been blessed with a family that pursues Jesus and a sister that desires to get to know me, show me the Costa Rican culture, and take me out to hang out with her friends. I've also been blessed with some wonderful new friends that I am loving doing life with. In every moment of fear, insecurity, and potential loneliness, God has provided me with a deep and overwhelming feeling of peace. He has continued to remind me of Philippians 4:19.


And my God will supply every need of yours according to his riches in glory in Christ Jesus.

 Things are crazy, busy, difficult, and beautiful. I am not ignorant to the fact that I will face moments of loneliness and homesickness, however I feel confident that God has called me to be here and I am committed to giving it everything I have.

Other highlights: COSTA RICA SOCCER GAME! Pictures to come (:
-Baking with my fam!

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  1. TravisSeptember 9, 2012 at 12:02 AM

    Its awesome to hear that you are enjoying it so much. God is good and directs us to where we are to show us something. I pray God cintinues to take you on that journey to show you the big picture He has for you. Be blessed and stay safe.

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