Saturday ---

The day of my talk! I slept great but still didn’t really want to get up. I had to force myself out of bed and into a shower to wake up. Up until this morning, I really wasn’t too freaked out or worried about everything dealing with myself talking. I had written some things done but it sure wasn’t 50 minutes worth of info. The morning finally came and I sure was not ready and was out of my comfort zone. Thank God Hunter spoke before me which helped me for some reason. Finally my time came. I was just praying that I wouldn’t talk for 10 minutes, then have no clue what else to say and would have to come up with 40 more minutes. I pretty much just talked about my mission trips, that your age does not matter because my first mission trip was when I was 10, the fear that some feel when they are going into the unknown, and then ended with some fun stories that had happened while on trips. I believe that I only really spoke for about 35 minutes but it was alright. I have no clue how they reacted or anything because it is all blurry. I do know that I talked about how different people have different callings (gifts, talents) because one of the young ladies asked me about my photography. I was like oh didn’t realize I said anything about that. Like I said it was a blur. I could finally breathe once the talk was over but I am glad that I did it.

In the afternoon, we headed back over the border into Poland and to a city called Bogadynia. We ate lunch there and then had some free time. Hunter, my mom, and I headed off to the park and then around the city. We then decided to head to the Czech border so that Hunter could put his foot on Czech soil. This was only a 10 minute drive away. We waved down a taxi and finally was about to explain to the drive where we wanted to go. Once at the border, the taxi let us out and we walked across the border. We went through passport control, then walked a few feet into Czech, and took photos. It was great fun and no problem. After a few minutes, we turned around and went back through the passport control and back into Poland. Mom finally found us another taxi and we had enough time to get some lody (ice cream) before we had to be back at the church.

The Christian band from Warsaw that was booked for the evening time had to cancel due to some problems so we had to improvise. The youth pastor decided that his group needed to just enjoy some time together since they are from all over southwestern Europe. He picked out a movie and they watched it. Hunter went off with two Polish teenagers to make some phone calls and mom and I were able to take another walk and then we played with this little 3 year old Polish girl, Mariska. While playing with her, my mom was able to talk with her mom, who spoke good English, and now she has another connection in Poland with another Christian school. God is good!!

Once the movie was over, we had dinner, drove back to Germany, and crashed!