Literally: Panera on Rosecrans. Emotionally: Seattle. Spiritually: Waiting place.
I am in California as I work a bit and take an Italian class in LA. I just returned from Italy and am so thankful for the new people I met and connections I made, as well as my improvement in the language. I am finally realizing how much I have grown. I was able to see some dear Christian friends in the country and leave a sweet fragrance of Christ with the lady I accompanied. In Italy I saw many Africans, Arabs and Gypsies on the streets. I want God to clarify to me how I am supposed to help immigrant-refugees in the country, as it has been on my heart some 5 years.
While in Italy however, I felt this strong disconnection. Why do I want to come here? Why would I want to go through all of this ridiculous effort to live in such a messy country? I want to go wherever God wants me to go. I do not think my time in Italy is over, but the longer I have to wait in America, the more I don't want to leave. The reality is that I don't have one home. I have many. Home is where there are people who love me. So I feel pretty torn. That is where I am.
I ask that you pray for clear direction and for God to satisfy my loneliness. I will be finishing my masters at BIOLA this fall, and hosting a non-Christian Italian friend in August so please pray for God's blessing on that. Throughout the year I will be working on applications to International schools as well as applying for Italian citizenship through my great-grandfather. I pray I can enjoy my time in California, with friends and family, however long it lasts! These are the pages of my life :)
I am thankful and forever humbled by you.
"The world is a book, and those who do not travel read only one page." St. Augustine
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