First night. Check.


So last night I spent my first night here by myself. My dad left yesterday afternoon for the airport and right after he left, I slept. I slept a lot. I woke up this morning feeling strange. I just felt like I was completely unsure about what to do the rest of the week. The campus is very big. Probably the size of about 4 KSU’s. It is very hard to get around everywhere. I am hoping to get a bike very soon so that I can go around town pretty easily. There are about two or three villages right in the middle of campus. We were told that this was because the government took the land for the campus and those that chose to not move stayed and the campus was built around them. Very funny story. My dad and I walked around them yesterday and one of the villages I felt very comfortable around. The other not so much. It’s going to take some time getting used to this place. I love it, don’t get me wrong. It is just very different.
One of the things I find the most obviously different is how these people have a different kind of relationship and experience of God than most Americans do. Driving from the airport to the campus, there were countless glorifications and praises written on street signs, taxis, buses, buildings, and clothes. It was crazy. Nothing like I’ve ever seen before. While that was all very surprising, there is something else that surprised me even more. When my dad was taken to the airport, a man from the International Student Center came down to give him a ride, his name is Nathan. Before they drove off, Nathan came into my temporary living room and asked if I had prayed yet. A stranger. I had only met him the day before. When he asked me that question, I was completely embarrassed to say no. I hadn’t prayed yet. So right there, at that moment, I prayed over my father and thanked The Lord for Mr Nathan. I can see that now, it is not myself that is going to be teaching them anything, but it is them who are going to be teaching me. I have so much to see and so much to learn.

Until next time,


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