This is not an ultrasound. It’s actually just my poor attempt at photocopying my face. But I do feel somewhat like an unborn child. I spent the last month at a training camp in North Carolina. It was sort of like a womb. I couldn’t really go anywhere and day by day I was receiving what I needed to grow and be prepared to leave. I counted down the days till my arrival and now here I am in Nicaragua. Everything is new and different. Some of it is uncomfortable. I have left the realm of safety. When I arrived, my friends slapped me on the back and welcomed me to my new world.
I am ready to grow. I am ready to be changed. There is so much about my surroundings that I do not understand. It is difficult to communicate. All I know as I start out is that my Father loves me and will take care of me. Life is a gift.
