Good news! I got accepted for the Switzerland/Liechtenstein trip that I mentioned in previous posts. I will be out of this country for 10 days in July and I really couldn't be more excited.
For a moment I was convinced that it wasn't going to happen.
The application deadline was March 1st and the notifications went out on the 2nd. I got a phone call this past Wednesday (Feb 29th. Dang leap year!), a day before the completed application was due, letting me know that a piece of my application was never received. I went into full freak out mode at that time. A bit melodramatic? Maybe. I was having a pretty foul day. Just prior to receiving the phone call of doom, I had been filled in on some pretty heart-breaking news. I was already on the verge of tears and the possibility of not getting accepted into the program this year was just putting me over the edge. For the first time ever, I cried at school. <---Crying in public is for babies.
Having faith in that moment that it could and would work out according to God's plan was nearly impossible. I have such a hard time relinquishing control. After a few frantic phone calls and some mad faxing skills on my pastors part, my application was completed and received by the deadline. I am still in shock that I was actually chosen to participate. Granted, I am still heart broken about the other matter, but I realize that this pain is only temporary. God sees the bigger picture and I (obviously) can't. Giving up control of a situation and having faith that He can work it all out is a really hard thing to do and I am definitely struggling with it at this given moment in time, but I can rest assured knowing that I have a God who knows me better than I know myself. Maybe that's all I really need to know for now.