Want to know something crazy? It’s been 10 days since I condensed my life down to a 65L backpack and a daypack, left my hometown to live with 44 other people who I met less than 3 months ago (and only spent a week with), and boarded a plane for San Juan, Puerto Rico. What exactly did I expect to get out of this? Well, a lot things have gone through my mind, but to be honest I had no idea what I was getting myself into. The past week has been an experience like no other. I have laughed, I have cried, I’ve made new friends, I’ve experienced conflict, I’ve been bored out of my mind, and I’ve jumped off cliffs into the Caribbean. Through all this change and inconsistency there is one thing I have become certain of: I’m here to grow. I am here to grow as an individual, as a team player, as a leader, and most importantly I am here to grow closer to my Heavenly Father. This race is not a sprint, and it is not a race I have to run alone. I am here for an 11 month love story between myself and Jesus. I will be accompanied by five women with beautiful hearts who will push me to be the best I can be and I am so thankful. What does tomorrow hold? Don’t ask, because I don’t know. But I’ll tell you one thing, it will take me one step closer to the person I am supposed to be and I guess that is exactly what I wanted all along.
One week down, forty-three crazy, up-and-down, and challenging weeks to go!
