Live From the Bottom Bunk

It's midnight and we leave in 20 hours. 

That could be wrong... 

We all know how math is my best subject. *sarcasm* 

Anyways, the point is that we leave tomorrow at 8:20 pm. 

Whattttttttt? 

It seems like I just posted about our trip being five months away.

Time flies when you're having fun... Or slaving away in college.

So it's the night before we depart and I'm lying on the bottom bunk in the kids' room of the family beach house in Galveston, TX. I'm also currently wondering what on earth I've gotten myself into. I leave for a FOREIGN country tomorrow. For two months. TWO MONTHS.

[Imagine me making an absolutely petrified look] 

[Actually I can just show you.]

[Remember this is coming to you live from the bottom bunk... I'm looking quite rough right now.]

So that's basically how I'm feeling right now. 

If we're being honest.

There is no doubt in my mind that God has held me in his hands throughout this whole process. I'm an absolute worrier and a control freak to the extreme. This whole trip is out of my comfort zone and almost completely out of my control. Basically the only things I got to control were the ticket purchasing and the stuff that is currently in my suitcase, and even then, there were rules to follow. We can plan and plan and plan, but we have no idea what to expect until we get over there. And guess what? I have not had one worry about what will happen once I'm over there. Even with everyone (unintentionally) flooding my world with doubts and fears and their own personal worries for me, I've been able to remain confident and ecstatic. That is absolutely God-given comfort and I praise him for that! 

It's just tonight I'm feeling a little anxious.

Two months is a long time. 

I have no idea how Sarah and I will teach 18 preaching students English. 

I have no idea how we'll teach 25-30 children English.

Or put on a VBS for them. 

I have no idea how to communicate with anyone in this country.

[Minus Sokhom, his family, and a few others of course.]

But you know what? 

I absolutely love this.

I love the fact that I have no idea what I'm doing. 

I love that I will have to be incredibly intentional in my relationships due to the huge language barrier.

I love that my actions are going to speak louder than my words in most cases.

I love that I'm going to be able to be the hands and feet of Christ in another country. 

And I love this drowning feeling.

It's forcing me to rely completely on God.

And that's extremely hard for this control freak. 

So all that to say, Sarah and I have no idea what to expect.

And that's okay. 

We are SO ready to begin living our Cambodian lives. 

You all rock and we love you. 

Blessings,

Cassie and Sarah