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and tomorrow i will be leaving for the long-anticipated mission trip to nepal(: to be honest, i have no idea what to expect. while it's precisely this very unknown that's drawing me because the idea of entering somewhere beyond my comfort zone, beyond what im confident of handling alone could possibly help me learn to bring God into the picture and trust Him more, yet at the same time, it's a little unnerving. for one, i have absolutely no idea how i can be a blessing to others there as i have so fervently prayed to be. i do not know if the kids will enjoy the puppet show or it would just be a flop. im afraid of being dumbfounded in front of a crowd, of playing the guitar for worship when i'm still struggling to get the chords right.i wonder if i can be a good testimony and keep my heart right even when opinons clash.well, but despite all this im not frenzied nor am i going to kill myself for signing up for the mission trip just yet. ive seen how God has worked in little ways thus far, how he made things happened even when i didnt have the faith to believe it would. and i know more is to come--i dont even need a lot of faith to come to that conclusion (: and it's with this that im bubbling with excitment. i want to see the great things God has done, and i want to do great things for Him too. even the fact that i probably wont get hot water to bathe with, or even water at all some nights doesnt put me off. im excited excited excited! (:

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