This summer, I’m going to The Gambia, West Africa, with a group that focuses on missions trips serving Muslim people.  The same organization that was initially planning the trip to Egypt.

Seriously though, she said she would let me get my hands dirty!  I will be giving shots.  At least I will be getting valuable experience working with patients and understanding what diseases and illnesses they are dealing with.  And I might be the only student at school this fall with hands on experience in some areas.  Who knows?

On another note, I turned in my nursing application awhile back and I’m just believing God for favor!  I will find out the first week of Feb.  That gonna be a great week!  Taxes and nursing school acceptance letter :)  I’m praying about paying for my trip in full before I go.  Honestly, I intensely dislike the generating support aspect. 

My stomach was in knots when I kept believing for the Dominican Republic and the deadline passed, airline tickets passed and it looked hopeless….and then BAM, there was $800 from an anonymous donor.  I quickly begged and gathered up the few other hundred due, booked my own airfare….the rest is history.  The trip forever cemented missions in my heart.  I was passionate and sure of my call before, but when I stepped on foreign soil, it hurt to come back.  And the ache still drives me to accomplish school and go

To Africa…finally.  And to North Carolina.  That’s always a fun drive with the kids.  Across the country, through the mountains…here we come, Sis!