Thursday, August 27, 2009

visa!


Yesterday, I got my passport back from the Spanish Consulate. Props to them for getting it back to me in 4 1/2 weeks! Its contents? A long stay visa (attached on the adjacent page to my short-stay Spanish visa).

I celebrated by dancing around my room while listening to the Chambao pandora radio station. I highly recommend it (dancing in your room & Chambao.)

Oh, the little joys of life!

Monday, August 24, 2009




It was a difficult week of goodbyes...
Texas skies,
Texas pubs,
Texans.
I couldn't be more thankful for the friends God has given me. He really outdid himself on that one. I am also thankful for skype, email, and the communication age which will allow me to keep in touch with these beautiful people.



Friday, August 14, 2009

A new chapter...

“Ya sea que te desvíes a la derecha o a la izquierda, tus oídos percibirán a tus espaldas una voz que te dirá, ‘Este es el camino; síguelo.’” --Isaias 30:21

"Whether you turn to the right or to the left, you will hear a voice behind you saying, 'This is the way; walk in it.'" --Isaiah 30:21

As believers, we often ask the question, "Is this the path God wants me to take?" We get caught up in what may or may not be 'God's will,' often overcomplicating something God intended to be simple. This verse states it perfectly: whether you go to the right or to the left God will be behind us, and with us. One of the most godly women I know told me once that God cares less about what we do and more about how we glorify Him while doing it.

All that said, I find myself at the beginning of a new path yet again. Thinking back over the years, I've tried to pinpoint how I even arrived here. I think it began somewhere with a simple love for spanish and the culture in high school. That experience led me to pursue a Spanish minor at Baylor, which exposed me to the study abroad program in Madrid. Living in Madrid taught me more life lessons than I can count and it stretched me beyond belief. I found living outside of one's comfort zone can be painful, but becomes well worth it when you hear the words, "Hablas bien!" Many times I decided "I can't live here," which came from a desire to live a comfortable life, where I actually speak the language. But I quickly remember that something in my soul ignites every time I hear or speak spanish, and ignoring it would be ignoring a part of myself.

So, here I am, a month away from moving back to Madrid, Spain. I'm waiting on a visa, praying for roommates and a church to settle in, and packing up my things. Many times I can't believe that God has directed me here; I am incredibly thankful. And when I lose courage I listen to His words, "This is the way; walk in it."