Three Years Out

Cliff-diving in the Pyrenees. I was terrified.

Three years ago today, I landed at Barajas Airport for the first time. I didn't know that arriving in Spain would change my life's calling, but it did. Three years later, I'm still feeling the effects. I never thought I would end up working in Russia or Colombia, let alone moving back to Philadelphia. I feel the Lord gently guiding me where He wants me to go. And I can't get Spain off my mind - or my heart.
Tonight, as I sat deciphering Spanish soccer league schedules (only slightly more confusing than the Madrid Metro schedule!), I thought back to 2008. Youth groups. The beginnings of a church. Kids clubs with Bible lessons. And best of all, sweet brothers and sisters in Christ. Many have become dear friends. I'm so blessed.
And lots changed here in Philly in only three days. On Monday I was offered a job doing public relations and marketing for a manufacturing startup. The logistics have been a little crazy, and I'm sad to leave my job at Tenth, but I have peace about it. It's one more step in my path back to Spain. I can't wait for that day when I land at Barajas Airport again.
As always, please pray for Spain.

Plans

I'm a planner. When I resolve to do something, it's pretty much set in stone - at least in my mind. So when the outreach director at my church, Bruce, asked me if I'd come to Colombia as a translator for a medical team, I planned to say no.  I've had a self-imposed policy of no overseas trips until I return to Spain full-time. And I was sticking to my guns. 
But Bruce (and some other friends) persisted. Quietly but firmly, he stood in front of my desk on Fridays and insisted that I could do it. When I whined that my Spanish wasn't good enough, he smiled and said he'd pray.
My friend Kelsey, another SEND short-term alum, calmly listened to my excuses, then prayed until I was sufficiently prodded by the Holy Spirit. Praise the Lord that I have such godly (and patient!) friends.
So I'll be translating for a nurse practitioner and a pharmacist for a clinic in Colombia from August 4-15. I'm excited to get to speak lots of Spanish for God's glory. I may also get to help the youth group prepare Vacation Bible School programs for children in the orphanage Hogar La Providencia. I'm in the midst of the usual preparations: training, reviewing Spanish medical terminology, assembling prayer partners and praying for financial support. If you feel led to partner with me in this way, you can visit Tenth's Giving page and follow the instructions. 
Please pray for me as I prepare, and for my team. Prayer is the fuel that will allow us to be successful in this venture.
This is not something I would've planned for, but it seems to be God's plan for me.

It's Pray Time

In two weeks, I'm celebrating one year since I moved to Philly and started fresh in (somewhat) familiar territory. A lot's changed in a year. I've changed jobs, made some new friends and reconnected with others, thought about Spain constantly, my father died, got over my fear of talking on the phone, shot my first photography shoot, turned 25 (gulp) and read through most of the Old Testament. (I'm slow. Isaiah tripped me up.) 

But as the Lord continues to cram into my heart -- it's not about what I've done, or where my perfectionist mind pontificates I should be. It's about God being glorified through my life. And the Lord will guide me in His plan, which is so much better than I can ever hope to dream. So my job is to listen. Worship. Enjoy and seek to become more like Christ. How wonderful He is! 

Sometimes I grasp the truth of the previous paragraph and see it so clearly. A lot of times I get discouraged by all the junk.  I see the world in a macro lens, but God's changing my perspective to add a wide angle lens.

In less than a week, I'm finishing the internship with public relations firm. It's a good stopping point. I'll be job-hunting/freelancing again and looking at some opportunities to use Spanish in ministry. As I texted to some friends this afternoon, it's pray time.

And it's pray time for Spain too. Whether it's for those affected in a country with a staggering unemployment rate, a sluggish economy, the ongoing spiritual deficit or the needs of new workers. Just pray.