September 20th

My mind is starting to realize that I am in fact in Spain. Not only I am in Spain but I am living here. My stuff is finally neatly put away and in the places it show be. I know my way home from school and the central meeting place. I know where I should be at certain times. I am living here in Spain. I often think about my international friends from when I was living in the States. The way they acted sometimes or what they talked about seems to come to my mind. Many things I didn't understand or I tried to understand and just couldn't. I think about most is my friend Jin Sung. When she came to the States she barely knew English and now she speaks it so well. I feel like her at times...being lost in a language. My host dad keeps on telling me vocab that I should know. He pronounces it for me instead of repeating it super fast like most people here do. I repeat what he says until I understand what word he is actually talking about. I have feeling that tonight I will be tested on fork, knife, and spoon again. Or should I say tenedor, cuchara, and cuchillo. The man is pretty funny. He sometimes scares me in away because he is so direct. Though I know I will be having solid conversations with him once my spanish gets better. I'm becoming more and more intrigued in this city as the days go by. There is still the awkward and lonely period but today wasn't too bad. 
I took a run with Anne today, though my knee has been killing me lately. I ran by myself to a park close by. My intentions were to do some sprints. But once I stepped foot into the park, God captivated my Heart and I had to just be still. I watched the sun glaze over the rolling hills...grass covering every part. I felt the breeze on my cheek and the voices passing by. This world consumed me. God shook my being and told me to be still. When I was home I would get up soak in God. My devotions would lay in front of me and I would pray out loud to the valley I lived in. Though lately its been hard for me to find that time. To make that time. God knew my thoughts and helped me. I thought about my mom, my new home, and the landscape God provided for me. 
I'm learning the spanish way. I'm learning God is never letting go of me. I'm learning what life is. I'm learning who God is trying to mold me into. I'm learning how to be aware.