Fast forward a year and 5 jobs later (all at one time), and my brother and I are on a plane headed off to a mystic and foreign land known as Australia. . .Down under. . .The Outback. . . .What the heck were we thinking?!? How in the world was I planning to pack my entire life into four suitcases, get on a plane and trade everything I've ever known for things I've only heard about? Good question. . . and the answer was about to show up faster than I expected.
Somehow I got packed and ready to roll (three cases filled to the brim with drums, and one suitcase of clothes. . . and one drum. Very practical I know), made it to the airport, and after saying goodbye to Mom and Dad, boarded the plane. Twenty-four hours later we landed safely in the beautiful, but seriously ozone-lacking city of Sydney Awesome! All thats left to do is collect our bags and . . . . wait what? Great, so here we are in a strange city and none of our luggage made it? Oh what a wonderful trip this is turning out to be some kind of adventure! I know that God calls us to some difficult situations sometimes, but at least let me get settled in first. . .
No such luck. Anyway, to make a long story short, 3 ish days later, we got all our luggage back. This was the first (of many) times that God would show His faithfulness to us, me particularly. I have always taken God at His word and believed that He is faithful, but thats mostly what it was. . .faith. I would hear mom and dad talk about it and hear pastors talk about the faithfulness of God, but didnt always obviously see it. Ive got a feeling that this adventure will change the way I look at His faithfulness. Like someone I know once said, things might not happen the way we think they should, but God is faithful and His plan is best whatever that looks like. . .
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