culture shock

This may not be the best time to write a post because I feel so scatterbrained, but I wanted to get these things out so I can look back on it. I expected culture shock to happen, but I also thought that since I've bene to India I wouldn't be too surprised by what I see here. And in alot of ways it does remind me of India- just with more hills and less extreme poverty.  I would take more pictures but once you get out you realize that carrying a camera around and snapping pictures like a tourist may not be the best idea.  I think the main shock is just the reality of being here and out of my comfort zone.  I don't really mean out of my comfort zone as far as living conditions goes; it's actually really nice.  I have my own room and bathroom, and things like not flushing toilet paper and not drinking the water aren't that hard to adjust to.  If anything, I feel bad for living in such nice conditions when I know most of this country does not.  The hardest part is safety.  This is the capital city, and though we're on the outskirts, stuff happens. I don't really feel comfortable walking around my neighborhood (I'm hoping I will with time) but the stories I have heard of other teachers getting robbed at times are difficult to swallow. I'm working through it in mind.  I also have some rather loud, obnoxious male neighbors whose voices tend to echo in our house, but for my own mental stability I have decided they are watching a soccer game on television.  I don't want to live in fear while I'm here. 
I know I am going to have to trust God more.  Today in church it was exactly what I needed to hear. There was a guest missionary from Ecuador, and he actually spoke in English with a Spanish translation.  The story was from Judges 6 and 7, where Gideon goes to battle with only 300 men and defeats a hundred thousand.  What seems impossible to man is possible with God.  The other part of that story, though, is where Gideon asked God to give Him a sign...twice.  God saw that Gideon needed reassurance, and He gave it to him.  The pastor actually challenged us to be seeking out tasks that seem impossible to allow God to work in us.  Well, that's where I'm at now. This is an opportunity for me to learn what it really means to trust God, even when it is not comfortable.  At the end of the service, this distinct phrase came into my head: "God's will is bigger than your life."  I'm letting that sink in.