Let me tell you a little story about my life.
Route Change. Two words I'm not excited about. But they're here, and they're happening. This is actually Route Change #2 for our squad.
I chose this route originally because of the four January routes to choose from, there were two that were going to India. This route (#3) and route #1 (M Squad). I thought a lot about the differences between the routes, and I prayed about it. I also looked at the other countries listed. Of these two routes, M Squad was going to Rwanda and we were not. Having watched the movie Hotel Rwanda a time or two, I have been sufficiently terrified out of ever having a desire to go there.
So I sign up for Route #3, O Squad. To India I go, and not to Rwanda!
Well the first thing God does, almost immediately, is take India off of our route.
I really went through a grieving process. I really, really wanted to go there.
But I got over it.
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Now… as of today specifically, our route has been changed once more. Instead of heading to Tanzania (whaddup Kilimanjaro?!), we are going to- you guessed it:
AND THEN YOU GAVE ME THE ONE PLACE IN THE WORLD I DID NOT WANT TO GO.
You are hilarious, Jesus.
I know You have a plan. And I know it's an awesome one. But, COME ON.
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I like Your sense of humor.
Bring it on, Jesus. Where You go, I go!
