My mom says, that when she was a girl, she used to hear people say that you should never tell God what you don’t want to do because that’s just what He’ll ask you to do. I’m not so sure those people had it exactly right. I hate writing. I didn’t tell God I wouldn’t write, but I still “get” to write parts of our family blog.
Okay, so writing is part of the ‘not so good stuff’ of being a missionary kid. Also, there are the things that you miss out on when you move to a new country. For example, there’s no snow in Portugal. And you miss spending Christmas and vacation time with grandparents and cousins.
Now let’s get to the good parts. Let’s move on because just thinking about this makes me feel like crying. One thing I like is being able to hear the story of how God called our family to be missionaries over and over. (Although my parents wonder why I don’t get bored with it.) God could have picked anyone else, but He chose us – that’s awesome! (Also, I like to see the picture of me shooting my sisters with a cannon!) Another thing I like is to see is how God provides for us. I’m looking forward to learning a new language (partly so I can come back to the United States and make my friends wonder what I’m saying) and I’m curious to see what it will be like to live in a big city (since we live in a town of 400 and has only 1 blinking light). Someday, I may even get to preach in another part of the world so that the people there can hear about God.
On second thought, I like to blog after all.