Finally home! And incredibly exhausted. Yesterday, I was up for almost sixty hours altogether... The flight home went fine, I met another travel buddy when I arrived in Seoul. Returning to the US from Russia, she even spoke seven languages!
In conclusion, my trip was amazing and beyond all of my expectations. I loved staying with the Therons and meeting all the missionary families in Mongolia. I absolutely fell in love with the kids I met, the missionary kids and the mongolian children through VBS. It was amazing how many kids I was able to connect with, despite the language barrier. The team that organized VBS and led worship was great too. Everyone was so welcoming and excited for the work that we were doing. Aunt Lisa did a phenomenal job of organizing the VBS and making it all run smoothly. I loved her family and I hope I can visit and see her kids again! It was so rewarding to paint, play soccer, and watch movies with the Liberda, Fields, and Batbold [Michee's brothers] children. Perhaps instead of "Nursing", my calling is Children's Ministry or Teaching after all! I guess we'll find out!
I want to say Thank You to Aunt Haniki and Uncle Pieter who allowed me stay with them. They did a great job of keeping me busy and happy with the kids! I am officially hooked on "Bones" now, as we did watch at least two episodes every night I was there... ;]
I cannot wait for you guys to come to Redding in a year. We are going to have so much fun getting excited about batteries [Karen]. You are the best and I love you!
Out of all the other days I was gone, my first day in Korea was the most challenging. I was very glad I brought my Bible with me on the plane. The verse that I really found calming and reassuring that night, was Psalm 56:3-4.
"When I am afraid, I will trust in you. In God, whose word I praise, In God I trust; I will not be afraid. What can mortal man do to me?".
That day in Korea, was the first time that I have ever been forced to completely rely on God for everything; peace of mind, security. When I found out about my delay, all I wanted to do was call my parents or someone who could figure out my problem for me. I was in a foreign country, no one spoke english, the plan that I left with had been replaced with a new one, and it was my first time traveling alone. Now that I've experienced the whole "travel" and "flying solo" experience, it feels a little ridiculous that I was so anxious about that delay. However, when it happened, it was all new to me in that moment. I hate admitting that I was scared because of the "supposed bravery" that's supposed to come with independence, but without that experience, I never would have grown... When I was sitting in my hotel room in the Hyatt, I wrote in my notebook: "Just reading this verse calms my stomach. I know God wants me in Mongolia these next few weeks so I know I have to trust him that he'll get me there... Eventually..."
Proverbs 3:5-6 took on a whole new meaning to me. Such a well known verse, but until then I never fully understood what it meant to fully rely and trust in God. If I had tried to figure out all my travel stuff "based on my own judgement", while being incredibly exhausted and anxious to the point of uselessness, I would have burdened myself far more than necessary... "Trust" was really the key word that I learned in my time in Mongolia. Traveling, it was the first time that I had no parent or friend to help direct me and make my decisions. My friends and family are great, but I learned that in the midst of a fast-paced life, God is the only consistent, constant thing in my life.
"The grass withers and the flowers fall, but the word of our God stands forever"
Isaiah 40:8





















































