seems like nothing. I find it incredible to think about all the varying
cultures I’ll get to experience during those months. Will Isuffer from culture shock? I don’t know. I’ll probably be knackered–especially when traveling from one country to another. I’m sure I’ll wish I hadn’t packed this or that, and had brought something else instead. Of course I’ll curse Adam and Eve when I’m covered in mosquito bites. Other than that, when I think about this trip around the world, I don’t know what to think. I want to learn more about poverty and practical ways to diminish it. I want to discover how I can use my background as a white, middle class, educated American to better the lives of others. I want to find God in everything. I want to believe that He is is there
in the slums and the orphanages and the red light districts. I want to
believe that He is big and good and able to overcome anything.
