Marching into the unknown

I woke up this morning, sore, tired and with a scene from "You've Got Mail" running through my head (it's my favorite movie, what can I say). The scene was when Kathleen Kelly tells her 2 female co-workers that she's closing the store that she's owned for years. One of the co-workers, Birdie, pours tea for them and replies, "Closing the store is the brave thing to do. You are daring to imagine that you could have a different life. Oh, I know it doesn't feel like that. You feel like a big fat failure now. But you're not. You are marching into the unknown armed with...Nothing.Have a sandwich."

Last night was the official start of "Panic Mode". Around 1:30am, I wasn't sure if I was correct about my end date. I thought I might have counted 12 weeks wrong. I pulled out my calender and recounted from Sunday, May 16th till Sunday, August 8th 3 times (once by the days, twice by the weeks). Do you know how long 12 weeks is? it's 84 days. 3 whole months. I'm not worried about being away from home, I did that last summer for 10 weeks and was fine. It's the fact that I'm in a very unstable position. It's short-term, I'm not from the community, and I've never done anything like this before. I'm "marching into the unknown armed with....nothing". faaannnntastic.

I even had doubts last night about being a community development major. Why did I choose this? Why did I think I'd be good at it? what was I planning on doing with it? At one point I panicked because I realized that I'd rather work for Winshape Camps again then go on this internship. For some reason, I thought that was a sin. Then I realized, Camp is something I know and understand, I can go into it armed with my past experience and knowledge of how it works.
Asset Mapping in Miami? nope. nothing. completely new to me.

Pray for peace during my last 24 hours in Cape Coral. That, although I'm armed with nothing, I may realize that God is armed with...everything. If He is for me, who can be against me?