College// First Days

It’s Wednesday 5pm, I am sitting in my little pad as the rain patters on my roof. You would think it was Winter here. I hear that it’s SO hot in Perth. YUCK!

That is as far as I got last night writing this post.

Let’s start again... It’s Thursday morning. Australia Day! HAPPY AUSTRALIA DAY! Boy I wish I was home celebrating with family & friends. Anyway... let me fill you in on the last few days...

First day was information overload, people everywhere... hustling & bustling. I felt SO overwhelmed. Where was I? I didn’t know anyone? Where is the toilet? As I began to smile at people, sit next to them... meet them in the corridors I felt somewhat at peace with the fact that this crazy adventure was exactly what God wanted to me do.

My heart is still {getting there everyday} coming to terms with this being where I need to be, where I have been called to, my post for this year. I really have no idea why, sounds strange... but, I REALLY don’t know.

As I sat in Chapel, I felt familiar. Why did I travel all the way over to Sydney, leaving everything to be in a church just like mine at home, to do what I was doing back home? Why am I here? I could have stayed in Perth. This isn’t what I expected, wait... I don’t know what I expected. This is dumb. God, why have you sent me here?

On a practical level, we had Chapel yesterday and it was like being at Colour or a Hillsong Conference. Everything that you would expect. It was a-may-zing! We have the rest of this week off. Next week is an intensive week {only 4 days} and then we are into the swing of things.

I have met some beautiful people. Had a BBQ on the first night at one of the Pastor’s houses. Met some more Aussies. Being an International College people come from ALL over the world. Just to give you an idea, there are maybe 400 students at the city campus {all ranging from 1st-3rd year} and there are only about 20 Aussies. So, the Australians really stick together, and get REALLY excited when they meet another Aussie.

So, as I step out in faith I know that he will catch me. I have no idea what I am doing. I am so far out of my depth...stretching, stretching, stretching! I guess that is where he needs me to be so that HE can do the work. HE can make a way. HE can use me. HE can mould me. Less of me, more of HIM.

I am positive that this is going to be a life changing year. One that I will look back on in years to come and be able to say confidently with HUGE conviction that my God is faithful and he did an amazing work in me. It’s all part of the journey.

...Only 3 weeks till my parents arrive! Yippee!