I Did Say That I Wanted an Adventure...

[The following was written in Sydney. I am now in Brisbane for the night]

Sitting in the Sydney Domestic Terminal, watching the planes come in and out along a backdrop of an Australian sunset, I am at ease. In Christ Alone is playing on repeat from my ipod, a song that both comforts me and stirs me, as I reflect on both the trip thus far and the trip ahead of me.

This carboard tube (the one mentioned earlier) has become a sort of friend to me (in the most sane manner possible). I think I'll be sad when I give it away.

"Jesus commands my destiny"

How true that line of the song is. When I departed three days ago I was excited for my adventure - I had no idea what kind of adventures God had in store for me.

"My Comforter, my All in All"

He has comforted me immensely thus far and has kept me from being alone for very long. He changes my plans and then takes care of me - I'm so down for that. It's times like these that remind me of the awesomeness of being God's kid.

"No power of Hell, no scheme of man, can ever pluck me from His hand"

So even on the otherside of the world I can maintain all confidence in God's plans. If this were all up to me I don't think I'd be where I am.

I bought this cool pen which is only cool because I bought it in Australia; otherwise I'd be compelled to just call it a pen. It writes nice I guess.

I get 2.5 days in PNG now which I am thankful for regardless of the time shortages. I missed the opportunity to speak to all the missionaries and show the trailer but the trailer was shown regardless and, rather than me speaking, I have gained the prayers of nearly every missionary in Ukarumpa - I'm humbled by the trade.

I had coffee today at the University of Sydney with my friend Nick (a native Sydney-sider who I met at UCSD last quarter). It was really hot outside but I had such a gnarly headache that it sounded good to drink some caffine - it worked alongside some Advil.

I'll be staying the night in the Brisbane airport (where I am currently sitting). I hope I can get some sleep tonight, though the idea of sleeping alone with all my stuff concerns me some.

Next stop: Port Moresby.

Your friendly neighborhood traveling giant,
~Alan