On my way

 
Today I left with my parents and all of my things, heading to Decatur, GA. For the last month I’ve been preparing for seminary, unpacking and repacking all of my things, and visiting with friends. First I spent a little over a week in Madison, celebrating with my friends Jason and Joanna Cree during their week of wedding activities and the final big day. While there, I got to visit my Madison church, Christ Presbyterian, and participate in the worship again. It was so fun to see everyone again, and remember what a blast I had in Madison, and everything that inspired and prepared me for the roads I’ve been traveling for the last few years and the one I’m on as we speak.

 Next I came back to Ponca, to share my experiences with my church family there and hang out with my parents...oh, yeah, and pack up everything that I left at home. The first few days were so weird; it threw me completely off balance. You know, you can try to prepare yourself for reverse culture shock, but it’s so hard to know what to expect, to know what will “shock” you. There were so many little things that I couldn’t do like I wanted, for instance fixing my green tea and showering. I think my mind just couldn’t deal with the fact that I felt like a stranger in my own bedroom, in my own home, a guest in my parent’s house. On Thursday evening I gave an American version of a presentation that I prepared for Polička entitled “My Czech Culture Shock; the experiences of an American lady in the highlands.” I enjoyed talking about my friends and the Czech way of life, something I understood at that moment more than my old way of life.

After getting my fill of hamburgers, Taco Bell, and real Mexican, I found that I no longer have a taste for the same foods I used to love. In fact I never had a Chicken Fried Steak while I was in Oklahoma, because the thought of one, even now, makes me cringe. Believe it or not the thought of any beef makes me loose my appetite(for those of you who don’t live in Oklahoma, you should realize that despising steaks and hamburgers is equal to cursing or lusting in a Catholic church, you might just get sent to hell for having those thoughts). One day for lunch I even chose a soup and salad over a Philly steak sandwich. Shocking I know...what was I thinking...I think I’m becoming a vegetarian, so I guess it’s a good thing that I’m moving to the big city of Atlanta. I still eat chicken, but I like it less and less everyday. I think it’s because we just cook with different cuts of meat, heavily processed from animals full of steroids. Maybe I’m wrong, but I have a feeling I’m not.
So, tonight we’re staying in Memphis, and tomorrow we’ll finish the drive to Decatur. Keep me in your prayers as I go through more culture shocks and emotional growth spurts over the next week as I get all settled and start classes.
Also don’t forget to stay tuned in to Radost(click here), Jeremy and Jamie’s blog, as they have returned from their excursion across Europe and have been gathering their ideas to get started with classes in Polička. Everything’s just beginning!