After Mission school I was headed to Nepal, of all places. To be honest Nepal had never crossed my mind until I read it was one of the options for outreach after mission school in Mozambique. My first initial thought was, oh this place sounds great and adventurous and I never thought of it again. But God being who he is provided a way and all the funds before I even knew what had hit me. We left on December 10th for Nepal. Upon arrival I and the team of 5 others quickly become accustomed to the culture in Nepal. Frankly, we had no other choice. The second the plane landed 500 Nepali men, and the occasional woman, leaped out of there seat and began forcing each other off the plane willing to trample anyone who fell. Once through customs and once we had acquired our visas we were headed for the place we would be staying. Now normally I have no personal space, I am a dancer we are trained not to. However, in Nepal because I am a young attractive white westerner I am stared at, and not from a comfortable distance either. More like less than 6 inches from me taking mine and my team mates’ pictures as well as trying to sell us things. Not just one person either, but anywhere from 10 to 30 men and woman all standing around watching everything we do. Now I could sit here and tell you everything I really disliked about the country of Nepal, but I am trying this thing where I do not complain. Plus I have no reason to complain I freaking got to go to Nepal!
Well by this point I hope I have expressed well enough that Nepal did not exactly catch my fancy. This really bothered me seeing has God completely provided the way. Yet he knew I would not like it. So I dared ask the question: Why was I in Nepal?
Every night as I lay freezing on the floor in my sleeping bag I asked and contemplated this question. Praying that God would give me some kind of answer and every time all I heard was "because I love Nepal because I Love these people." It took me a while to really understand what He was saying to me. As the weeks carried on and the entire team became extremely ill, I'll save you the gory details, I finally began to understand. No matter how much I disliked where I was I was there for a reason. God loves Nepal therefore; I should to, because my heart is to love what He loves. I realized He is going to ask me to do things I may not like, but if I truly trust him and believe that he knows best I have to act like. Going where He asks me to go and doing what He asks me to do no matter where or what. Living by my spirit. Once I stopped complaining and began to thank Him for everything my perspective changed. I understood why I was there, to learn what submission means and to obey and trust God. If I cannot submit to God how will I ever be able to submit to my husband, whenever he comes around? In the end God opened my heart to the people and the place and brought forth a piece of my destiny I had no idea he had planned for me.
I will, later on, be writing about what all actually happened while in Nepal as of right now This was just some thoughts I needed to escape my mind.
-Rachael Michelle
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