Anyway, I was thinking about the fact that I have to / get to return how in just a few short days. There have been times this semester when that is the only thing that I've wanted to do and could just not wait for the end to be here so I could go home. I thought I was ready. I've been looking forward to the end for so long. and not just the end of the semester, also the fact that it is the end of my undergrad academic career. Wait, what?! I'm done with college. forever. tomorrow. That came fast...
There are so many things to look forward to: carpet. heating. Christmas and everything that goes along with the holiday season. Peppermint mochas. having it be normal to carry around a water bottle or a travel coffee mug. friends. family. hugs. my cellphone. reliable internet. different food.
There is also so much that I will miss terribly: Triana bridge. Spanish. the history and architecture here. Cathedral. Cheap flights to all of Europe. new friends. tons of cafes. siesta. relaxed time schedule. Acento. my church. Encuentro.
This semester has been probably the second hardest semester I have ever had, and that doesn't really mean academically. There are a lot of other factors here, like homesickness, being in a serious relationship and hardly having good communication with Aaron or people from home, culture shock and finding it incredibly hard to get to know Spaniards, not always wanting to try and make connections with people because it just means more hurt later on, not having a great homestay, being disappointed in how much English there is which leads to not as much improvement in Spanish, etc. (If you want more details, just ask... we can get coffee sometime.)
BUT - through all the hard, God has been faithful. I have been incredibly blessed here through attending a large, very diverse church with an awesome, on-fire youth leader, through Encuentro (Wednesday night worship), through new friendships, through my prayer group, and most importantly, through the hardships. Yes, the hardships. That can be difficult to admit and to really mean, that we are thankful for the hardships, but that is what God calls us to. He doesn't promise that this life is going to be easy, he actually says the opposite, that we will have trials, but these trials bring us closer to him. It's through being broken that we can grow. And no matter how much I fight it, I am broken, and I need to continue to be broken to be made whole in Him. He is my strength. He is what gets me through day to day. He is my love, my life, my all.
So yes. This has been an awesome semester. I've learned SO much, been stretched in many ways, grown-up, dealt with trials, had a few highs, and am coming home changed.
This also scares me. Coming home. Yes, I get to go home to my wonderful family and all their support, but lets face it, the transition is going to be tough - reverse culture shock always is. They didn't share this experience with me. They've changed while I've been away. Also, I don't get to go back to school, to my amazing friends there, many of whom have spent semesters or summers learning to live in another culture. I don't get to go back to the routine of classes and chapel and tests and late nights. That is going to be a weird and crazy adjustment.
So through this time of transition I ask for your prayers. Prayers that the travels go well this weekend, that I'm able to adjust back to the time zone well, for health, that I will be able to take with me what I've learned from this semester and learn to apply it to life at home, that I will cling to God through the lows and the highs, that He will be my love and my refuge, that I'll look for ways to use my Spanish and not just forget it all.
Thank-you for reading my updates, for your prayers, and for you interest in what God is doing in His world.
Que Dios les bendiga.