Time Traveling

Guatemala >> Houston

For starters we flew through the night so that was the start of this fever dream. We get on the plane at 2 am after dragging 50 lb bags through the airport. The most shocking thing about America was the fact that everyone could understand what I was saying. I accidentally spoke Spanish to the workers at chick fil la. Then I almost couldn’t get to go to Vietnam as planned because my birthday said I was 6 months old on my visa. I’m commonly mistaken for an infant… Truthfully I was not all that concerned, because I knew God had my best interest in mind. Without fail He answered my prayers and I was able to get on the plane.

Houston >> Los Angelos

I’m writing this on our forth flight, and this second flight is all a blur. But LAX is boujee that’s all I know. And for no good reason. We rod the flat escalators backwards and played Rook on the airport floor while waiting for our next flight. Core memory.

Los Angelos >> South Korea

13 hrs. Thirteen hours. Yeah so I slept a good portion. This plane was massive. Three sets of seats and two stories. I’d never seen a plane so big. Then I’m abruptly woken up to a plate of food. It was so bizarre and I was so loopified that just about everything was funny. Woke up, read some, wrote a blog, watched the bee movie. I couldn’t comprehend how but we skipped through Dec 8 and I didn’t know if it was pm or am. Get through the airport, accidentally deleted the whole blog I wrote. Used a bidet. Scary experience. Then mindlessly get on the next plane.

South Korea >> Vietnam

Rewrite the blog I deleted. Now I’m here. Not really sure what to think. Except that Asia is living in the future and I don’t know what day it is.

Ho Chi Minh City

This is where we did debrief. The first day I encountered a Buddhist man. He started by inviting me to a meditation. So I started asking him what the purpose of meditation was. He goes on about how they go to pray to Buddha. I started telling him how I don’t need to go to a place to pray. The thought of an easily assessable God blew his mind. Then he talked about payment and making payments in the next life. I told him that Jesus died to pay that price and now we have freedom. He said Buddha can’t die, and I said if he can’t die, is he really alive? This one stumped him. Truthfully, I hadn’t even thought of that. That’s how I know the spirit was speaking. His mind was shifting and he let me pray for him. Pray that God changes Linh’s heart and he finds freedom in Christ!

As the week went by, God had me make sacrifices in order to get hungry for him. I knew He was taking me into a season of deeper hunger for Him. Never did I imagine that would look like living in luxury and comfort…

Ho Chi Minh >> Da Nang

After a 20 hour bus ride we get to our hotel in Da Nang. Hotel?! Not to mention it’s just a 5 minute walk from the beach. To begin with, I was intimidated by the amount of comfortability we had. How was I supposed to be hungry for God, when I was being filled with the things of this world? That’s the point. God is asking me to willingly chose Him in a time of complete comfort. To pick up my cross daily is an active act of surrender. Although we are incredibly blessed here in Vietnam, I want to seek God amidst the comfort. I encourage you to also step out in discomfort in order to experience more of God.

Praise God I made it to Vietnam and pray that He continues to move in ministry. We are teaching English to college aged students and building relationships. Pray for me as I navigate sharing the gospel in a communist country.