Two days. Forty-eight hours and I will be on my jolly way to PDX and then on to San Francisco where the wheels of a large Boeing 777 will leave this continent and land me in Singapore for a glimpse of its radiance then drop me smack-dab in the middle of my new home: Bangladesh. Thoughts going on in my head right now (besides obvious anticipation): wonder, excitement to see some beautiful brown-eyed children, contentment in God's existence in this world (a world I have yet to experience), and reality checks; although my bags are packed, my brain doesn't really think I'm actually going to leave. People have asked me if I am nervous. Honestly, no. Not yet at least. I am more humbled than I am nervous. Humbled by God giving me this opportunity, all of your support, and the vulnerability of being in a new place.
Updates since I last blogged:
-Karli and Rachael are not able to come and teach at Bangla Hope. God has called them to serve elsewhere and I can't wait to find out what He has in store for them!
-Mine and Mrs. Waid's current visa expires in December, so I'm talking to Jesus a lot lately about that. Hoping we can get a new one or have ours extended. Mr. and Mrs. Waid feel confident that we can get it worked out when we enter the country.
Here is my mailing address:
Village: Hazrapur, Post Office: Mazina (Uchai)