when you think about it.
Last week, I was roaming around China (well just Beijing) illegaly.
As I was driving home from work today, it dawned on me how crazy that was.
For real.
Totally over the loss of my actual stuff, and really just thinking about the actual fact that my passport was just gone. It's so weird to look back on it and think "whoa...that happened." It kind of feels like a movie that I saw and not my real life.
But it did. I spent six days in China as an illegal alien.
(you would normally see a sad face picture here...but I wasn't really in the mood for picture taking.)
Then I was really happy to get my visa so I could leave Friday morning.
We actually went to the Exit and Entry Administration a total of four times. It was very stressful going there.
They spoke very little English.
THey never smiled - even when we said thank you.
And frankly they weren't very nice.
But they got me what I needed.
See...
The most common question since I got back is "would you do it again?"
And my answer is absolutely, unconditionaly, unabashedly yes.
I learned so much about myself, about my friends and family, and about my God.
He always, every time meets me exactly where I need Him to be and then brings me back to where He needs me to be.