Now what?

So, I am home from my very first mission trip to the Dominican Republic. Why didn't anyone tell me that getting back to the States wouldn't be the same as coming home from a weeks vacation in the Florida Keys?

Don't get me wrong. I loooooveeeed every moment of the Dominican. It was a culture shock. I had no idea people lived the way that they do down there. I mean, the Americans that live in my inner city......they look wealthy. Once all my thoughts are in order, I will write about the Dominican.

So, now what? That is my question.

I got home. I walked into my 3 bedroom, 2 bath 1 car garage house and as my luggage fell to the floor at the door I cried. Why do I need this house? Why do I need 3 TV's? Why do I need all this stuff?

Seriuosly, I could sell my house and get an apartment and sponsor 5-8 of those little boogers that I had wrapped around my neck.

I see all these changes that I didn't expect. Changes in the way I see Americans. Changes in the way I view life. Changes in what I want to eat......did you know there are like NO fat people in the DR?! Changes in the way I view Christians. And the more drastic day to day changes are a possibility of switching churches, I have had career oppurtunities present themselves in just the one week I have been home, and people asking me to volunteer at functions that I have never even considered (not that that is a bad thing)

So, how do you come down.......feet on solid ground and finally grasp everything I have done and everything I have seen? How do I finally make the whirl wind of change STOP. And then finally say........now what? What is it that I am suppose to do? What is it that I am suppose to have a hand in changing? Why is it that God made is possible for me to go on this trip?

Now what?