A Espana yo voy . . .

The countdown has now decreased to twelve hours. My suitcase is packed, sitting open on the floor waiting for last-minute additions. My brother's new computer, which he so generously decided to share with me, is plugged in and charging in preparation for three flights tomorrow. My three ounce liquids and gels are securely contained in a quart-sized, clear, zip-top plastic bag so the TSA won't get mad at me. I've said my goodbyes, except for a few last minute phone calls at the airport tomorrow morning. :) I'm ready.

You know, I could not have thought of a better way to spend my last evening in the US. After eating Ritter's Frozen Custard (I hear the desserts aren't quite as scrumptious in Spain) with my family, I was able to worship my God and hang out with some of my best friends at One Accord, the worship service I go to in Indy. It's funny how things are put into perspective as I prepare for a month away from everything I consider normal. I can't imagine how much more my appreciation will grow for these people when I am gone. You are all a blessing. :)

Tonight a good friend of mine told me only .2% of the 40 million people living in Spain are born-again Christians. To know that I hold the responsibility of sharing this great treasure of good news and hope on a short month-long trip seems daunting. However, after being a part of another night where The Spirit was thick at One Accord, I am confident that He will use me in whatever way necessary. Please pray I'll be obedient. :)

A few of you asked for my address while I'm there, and I gave you the one at my host home. I recently discovered that a better place to send mail is to the college I'll be at. They say you should send it "air mail." Here's the address:

Darcy Miller
c/o Porvenir, 15
Sevilla 41013 Spain


I love you all and will miss you while I'm gone! May blessings fall all over you :) Next post will be from Sevilla!