Change of Plans...or Maybe Not

Forgive me whilst I ramble and try to put things into some sort of perspective. When things move as quickly as my life has been moving lately, I feel the need to write everything down and get it all sorted out. So...

Let's start at the beginning: I was taking a trip to Ivory Coast. I was raising support money. I had a few part-time jobs, and everything was hunky-dory. Then, the jobs all ground to a screeching halt. I suddenly found myself unemployed. I was just a little concerned. I did have $3000 to raise. Of course, I needn't have worried. God dried up all the jobs in perfect timing so I could start taking GED prep classes. Do I see a plan here? Yes. So, I focused on getting really, really good GED scores. I had a very nice man as my instructor. We found out that we were both Christians, and got to chatting about random Christian things. My excitement about going to Africa pretty much dominates all of my conversation, so naturally it came up. Come to find out, this guy and his wife are into missions, too. Well, that's cool. I always enjoy talking to missionaries. Of course, we didn't chat much. I spent most of my time studying. Being the smart homeschooler that I am (can you sense the humility here)? I was soon ready to go ace that GED. Woo hoo! On the last day of class, my instructor just happens to invite me to go on a mission trip to Mexico. Well, that was awfully nice of him, but I'm already going to Africa.

Now, let's take a look at what's going on in Ivory Coast: They had a big, exciting election...and ended up with two presidents. When it comes to presidents, more is usually not better. Tensions started to build. There hasn't been much violence, but there is definite tension. This is Africa. Things happen in Africa. Will the problems be diffused by the time I'm supposed to go over there? Well, no-one except God seems to know. I got an email from the leader of the mission trip. If things don't improve from the way they are now, we're not going. So, there's a possibility that my trip to Africa might be going bye-bye.

Tying it all together: I have half the funds I'd need to get to Africa. I have all the funds I'd need to go to Mexico. The trip to Ivory Coast might get cancelled. Is God trying to tell me something, here? Does He want me to go to Africa or Mexico? Does He want me to go both places? Or maybe He doesn't want me in either place. I am not going to worry. I am going to be confident that He will give me direction. I am going to pray and pray and pray. I am going to be still and listen, and listen, and listen. God is going to work this out. All I have to do is follow Him.