It is official...

On 21 April I will be leaving Malaysia on a plane bound for Kathmandu. We don't even officially know our plans yet. One of the other bases will most likely have a bunch of different things set up for us to do with local villages in the surrounding areas. Any time I am not in Kathmandu, I positively will not have internet. So I can tell you now not to expect quite as frequent blog posts. Any time we are in Kathmandu though, there are internet cafes about every three buildings from what I hear.

I am thrilled about the fact that I will be hiking around in the Himalayas and hanging out with some of the most beautiful people on the planet. I am even more excited about the fact that these people will have a chance to see who Jesus truly is, and you can also add the fact that this is, at times, the poorest country in the world. Everything is cheap there and I have already heard stories about the free roaming oxen, not cows. The beauty of Nepal is that they eat the oxen. I was told to get use to the idea of losing a lot of weight and that I would probably be skipping meals, because for six weeks i will be eating mostly rice and daal. Not a very exciting thing, but losing weight isn't something I consider a bad thing. I have lost quite a bit since I have been in Malaysia, says the people around me. You might not recognize me when I get back.

I would like to ask you to pray for stability. Nepal is currently undergoing some heavy, heavy change in their system. They have had a king the entire length of the country's existence and still do. This is the king's last year as a governing body. Nepal will be having their first election in the history of their country in April, the month we are going there. I am not worried about anything at all and I trust God to protect us, rather the people there I am thinking about often and would like for you to do the same.

One more thing: I don't know how it caught my eyes, but as I looked on a map of the continent of Asia hanging on our classroom wall, one place stuck out and caught my attention. I don't know why, but the first place my eyes fell on was Mandalay, Myanmar. Part of me feels that I need to visit, and I don't know what for. I would like to ask that you pray God would reveal to me a reason for going there, if in fact it wasn't my own brain telling me to go. Thanks for reading!