So for the time being, my secret little blog has changed. Secrets will still be shared (hopefully more frequently), life experiences will still take place and explored, but it will all happen with bits and pieces of France and French mixed in.
I am going to France. I am scared. I am excited. I am panicking during urban class. I am holding back squeals of joy during chapel. My life is a conglomeration of mixed emotions that bubble up and various moments. Life triggers feelings. Feelings trigger thoughts. Thoughts carry my imagination abroad, to France.
As I sit in a coffee shop writing this, a French speaking family has just walked in; this is a quintessential moment of the past couple of month of my life. I have wanted to go to France for a long time, for no particular reason, other than the unexplained desire in my heart. I decided on taking French for my foreign language here at Moody; I also picked up the habit of watching movies in French, listening to French music, and drooling over French books in the window of a European book store a couple blocks from campus, etc. As I began to explore internship options to France at the beginning of the Fall 2011 semester, I found AVANT ministries and filled out a mini application expressing interest in doing an internship with AVANT (listing France as one of the countries of interest to me). I didn't hear back from AVANT and (in classic Stacey fashion), did not follow up on AVANT until forced; my internship paper work was due to the head of the Missions Department at school and I had not yet applied. Even as I was considering France, the country began to pop up all over the place. Literally, all over. Student Mission Fellowship (a club at school that supports missions all over the world), chose as this years mission project to support a camp called Les Plage, LOCATED IN FRANCE. Recently, a camp director from Les Plage came to speak in Chapel and agreed to meet with me just to talk about France and what it is like. France has been popping up all over the place. I am excited.
So my application to AVANT is in. I am waiting to hear back from them. God knows what they decision is. Prepare for more updates as I live and breathe as much French life as I can in preparation and anticipation of an internship close at hand, geographically far.
life as a French strugglebus. I'll let you know what happens.
