So when I got back I ripped it apart and began toying with it, cause I obviously would know how a camera works. When I couldn't push the lens back in, I plugged the batteries back into the cam and got all the pictures off of it, and when I unplugged it from my computer I could hear it trying to suck the lens back into the main part of the camera, so I thought I'd try to help it out a bit, that's when my camera totally owned me.
It shocked me so hard. I had forgotten the batteries were back in, and I definitely paid for the mistake....twice.
As I began to condemn my camera to the depths of Hell, it shocked me again (ironically, the second shock happened while I was explaining to my roommates what happened the first time). Then, it didn't matter if my amazing camera fixing skills would be wasted, this camera was going down. So in a moment of pure triumph I slammed my camera into the garbage can, and yelled "Electrocute that".
And then I realized I was trash talking a camera, that clearly won the battle...but I won the war.I told my mom about it, and whether or not I should get a new one, in which the answer was, "yes, go immediately".
On Monday I handed in my desired location for my second half of my program. For those of you that I asked to pray I thank you so much. If you were confused, I did know what my options were, but I had a girl number them randomly, and then I didn't look at the numbers and just prayed God would give me a number, and therefore had a super un-bias decision ahead.
When I arrived at class on Monday, they immediately made us write down our location, and I forgot the sheet that had the numbers on it in my room. So I just wrote down where I thought I wanted to go, which was Uganda and Sudan, and then ran upstairs at the break to grab the sheet (running up these stairs is no easy feat) with the locations and numbers, of which I didn't even know. It worked out like this.
1 - Tanzania and Burundi
2 - Uganda and Sudan
3 - China and the Philippines
4 - Costa Rica
After I handed in my location (before I had the numbered sheet, which turned out to be #2), I just felt wrong about it. I couldn't get it off my mind that I may have made the wrong choice. I've always wanted to go to Uganda, Sudan and Burundi, I was very close to going to Costa Rica for Bible School, I had no connection to China and the Philippines. And yet, I felt that I should write that down. I went to my leader Carl, and told him I needed my paper back, he was hesitant, but he let me change it an hour after I originally gave him my choice, and right after handing it in I felt so much more relaxed and at peace. We're not allowed to talk to each other about where were going until the teams are given, so I'm actually writing this, knowing I won't post it for awhile. It's kind of like Fight Club, everyone is thinking about it, but you're not allowed to talk about it. (So I chose #3, Janine, I found it interesting that you gave me the #4, and it ended up being Costa Rica)
I've always wanted to go to Africa, it's kind of like the thing Christians do, they go to Africa. It's like basic evangelism 101. I really wanted to go to Costa Rica before, I had basically planned out my life, based on the fact that I would be spending 5 months in Costa Rica, and then ended up being in Switzerland, and now that I have my second chance at going I knew right away, that it just wasn't happening. And it just so happened God put me in with a super awesome leader. I'm realizing something more and more:
You make plans
God laughs, and sometimes he knows what he's doing.
May God use you in the most unexpected of places.
...seriously, how Rob Bell was that ending.
This place is getting to me.
cheers.
P.S. The graffiti here is better than any art museum you'll ever see.
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