I'm sure people will be asking me this question all the time for awhile: why Thailand? I could perhaps come up with a reasonable answer: I seem to have had a connection with it lately, one of my friends from middle school was an MK there, an acquaintance I hiked with was telling me about her training in massage there last year. Perhaps it's been in my subconscious. The real answer, the honest terrifying truth though is this: I don't have a clue. All I know is, during advent, sitting in church, I felt like God was calling me to spend my summer there.

     At first I thought it was just a crazy, adventurous dream, but then stuff started to happen. Maybe I was looking, I don't know, but everything was suddenly made in Thailand, including my WUOT coffee mug I take to school. Then, on a day I had to leave school to pick up pizzas for my students, I had the radio on, and guess what Chrissy Keuper mentioned? Her trip to Thailand. Then, a friend told me she had a dream I was sent by our superintendent to a tropical island on an errand and everyone was jealous. Later, I found out a member of my bible study had spent some time in Thailand on a mission trip. And a member of my Mum's bible study has a connection in Thailand to someone who works for a non-profit.
     So, I found--or was led--to the website below. The project they offer will be helping teachers. Perhaps working on their English skills, perhaps developing curriculum, perhaps just providing encouragement. The town, a tropical beach town on the southern end of Thailand. I pray this is my chance to seek the peace of this city (made up of 1,000 expats as well as Muslims, Buddhists, and a group called Moken) and leave a lasting legacy of a love of education. I also hope to learn how things are done on the other side of the world and bring this back to my students to make their disconnected world seem a bit more real.
Pray that I may go forward and take the adventure given to me with grace and courage.