I have arrived in Italy, and I can't even believe it.
It feels like I am in a dream. Probably because it's been the longest day of my life trying to avoid jet lag... I've been awake for far too long!
We took a tour of the city this afternoon, and I was blown away by the beauty. Right now it is a new and unfamiliar place. I am ready for the day when I know this town. The day I know what restaurants I like to eat at and my way around the winding cobble stone street.
I am anxious and ready for that day to arrive. I have always adjusted slowly to change but once I'm adjusted it's like riding a bike-- I become familiar and settled and mostly content. Right now, I think we all feel a little fear. What will this semester hold? What will it be like 3 months from now? Who will we become close to? The questions go on.
When I start to worry over the unanswered questions, I have to take a deep breath and thank Jesus for bringing me to this place. It settles my anxieties and helps me focus on Him. He is the one that brought me here and will see me through this semester. And I have no idea what it will look like!
Thank you Jesus for...
-familiar friends to share this experience with
-a bountiful Italian dinner interacting with new and old friends
-the walk around the city
-seeing your beauty in this place through the buildings and the locals
Despite stepping into the unknown, I do know one thing: I already have fallen in love with the quaint little town. My new Italian home.
Here are some pictures from our walking tour today...
Historic church
Frutteria
On Monday we get to buy local produce from this market!
Overlooking the valley
"Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be acceptable in your sight,
O Lord, my rock and my redeemer."
{Psalm 19:14}