USA's very own Latin America

I applied for a job today. I did it! I applied. I have been thinking about applying for another one. I am going to do that tomorrow during work. 

A new job was posted on the job board today, at a place unlike any place that I ever seen, that isn't like me at all. - But somehow, I really like it, I'm most excited about it. 

It's a camp that gives you an experience of living in a third world country; experience living in the slumps,not owning anything, eating gross food, cleaning your own water to see and experience what 2/3's of the world lives through everyday. 

I don't eat beans, I have never been on a mission trip, I in fact don't support most short-term mission trips, but this, this seems so different. It's all about you experiencing these foreign places without making yourself so "holy" for those poor people that you are helping. I think having people go through and have this experience of getting over themselves here, then actually gives them the ability to serve when they are on a short term missions trip. 

Lately, from the conversations that people have sparked up around me and the master plan of skip's I figured I would end up in Latin America. I didn't think that a Latin America reenactment place in America existed, let alone a place I could end up.

 I obviously aren't going there yet, I haven't even applied yet. But it is neat to go through the experience of visualizing my life looking different than my master plan and being excited about something that would seem absolutely terrifyingly 5 months ago.

This place is so unlike Becky- I can't believe I am considering it, excited about pursuing it--I might be done dragging my heals and steeping boldly towards God