Lately, I haven’t had the urge to blog, which is kind of strange. I guess it’s been because nothing really exciting has happened. At least, nothing that can be of any interest to anyone besides me.

A few days ago, though, I got some news that definitely got me excited. I found out that I am going to be going to Korea for a little less than a month this summer to teach English. Whoa. I still can’t believe it. The process was crazy, consisting of me wanting to go on this trip as soon as I found out about it in November, then deciding I didn’t want to go anymore after asking that a couple letters of recommendation get sent in (and not sending in the application), followed by receiving a call like last month asking me to set up a time for an interview (and please, fill out your application), to interviewing twice and then finding out I’m going. To South Korea. To teach. For three weeks. Again, whoa.

I am super excited about the whole shebang, but I am a little scared, too. I mean, what if I mess this up? What if I somehow get lost? What if someone wants me to eat fish intestines again? The thing is, none of these things are viable fears (except the fish guts). God has this totally under control, and I expect to learn a lot about trusting in and depending on him. So I guess you can say I am confident in my fears, because I know that when I am weak, he is strong.