Yes, we finally made it to the Netherlands at about 9:30am (which was 3:30am Michigan time) Tuesday morning. Since then I've experienced many things that caught me off guard. That first day we arrived, we were picked up by your team leaders Heiko and Agnes at Schiphol Airport in Amsterdam, and drove an hour and a half to Tilburg. I was sooo tired.
After a quick lunch we ventured out into the city center where the Top Markt was located. The Top Markt was where all the student organizations set up booths to raise awareness for their respective organization. The new students were invited to go around check out what interested them. There was a lot of orange, and it smelled like beer.
After almost falling asleep on the bus on the way back to Heiko and Agnes' home, I was allowed to take a short nap. I woke up to hear kids outside playing and shouting, all in a language I couldn't decipher. That was pretty overwhelming for me. On top of that, I had no idea where I was going to be staying that night. All I knew was that it was going to be in the home of an elderly woman who knew Heiko from church.
I was truly awed by God's provision when I got to the house to find it was very nice, and quiet (the woman is on vacation). Just what I needed after a week of constantly being around people.
Yesterday morning, I was again awed by the Lord, when we had a worship and prayer session at Heiko and Agnes' home. It was really amazing to me to know that even though I was so far away from home, God was still the same God I knew there, and people worship him here just like we do there. As my teammate Molly put it as she prayed, "Lord, thank you for being the only constant in our lives these past few days."