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Well hey there!

I sent out an update email recently, but just in case you haven’t subscribed or forgot to read it, you can also check it out here!

One of the things that I wrote about in this update, is that I’m heading back to Montana again! I fly out in under a week, but I am still in need of finances. The total that I was aiming to raise is $5,500 before I fly on Sept 13th. I currently only need another $1,490 to meet my goal! YAY!

Please pray!

If you would like to support me, please feel free to leave me a message. There is also more information in the update (again, here is the link!) so read it for more information =)

Thanks all!

Ging Gaan Mini DTS 2014, Outreach to Kanchanaburi

Traveler

I think that over the past two months, I have beat my own life record of “most transitions”. What I mean by this, is that I have not spent more than 3 solid weeks in any single place since the end of June. I went from being in Montana for 9 straight months, to 1 week in Seattle, 2 weeks in Bangkok, 2 weeks Chiang Rai, 3 days Bangkok, 1 week Kanchanaburi, and I have been back in Bangkok for 17 days… and in 1 week, I will be flying back to Montana! (only for a month…)

That’s a lot of transitions.

The hardest part about constantly traveling and transitioning, is the feeling of not quite belonging or settling anywhere. Being in a new place every week, or couple days, isn’t as hard as being in a new place every two to three weeks. One week isn’t enough time to settle down, and get back in the grind of things. With one week, one is still reminded that the position and place they’re in is temporary, is fleeting… Two weeks however, is enough time for one to start settling into a routine. Two weeks is enough to have caught up with some old friends, and feel like you’re home. Having to uproot myself again after two, almost three weeks of being in one place, is hard in comparison to the 1 week transitions I’ve been doing.

Which brings me back to that feeling: the difficult feeling of not quite belonging or settling anywhere.

Back when I did school of Worship in 2011, I had been processing that same feeling: of not really belonging anywhere. One would think that I was used to it by now, since I’m an international multi-culture kid, but I’m not. I wasn’t back then, and I’m still not used to it. I have though, come to accept it and see God’s goodness through it.

For me, the feeling of not belonging to someplace is quite bittersweet. It’s a reminder that even when I’m “home”, I don’t fully fit in. I’m different. I think differently. I function differently. I’m constantly missing some other place. I’m wanting desperately to make home, home, but it just doesn’t feel 100% like home. I’ve seen too much of the world, I’ve known too many people from all cultures and backgrounds, to simply settle for home as it is, in this city, on this earth. While part of me desperately seeks to find a place on earth to call home, the other part of me reminds me that I will never be able to find that place here on earth. It is a sweet sweet thing to not get homesick everywhere I go, because I’m not 100% attached to any single place I go to. It is a sweet sweet thing to be at home in my friends homes, no matter where I am on earth, and although it is a bitter thing to not have a single place on earth feel completely like home, it is a sweet sweet thing to know that my permanent place is with God above.

It’s like we were born as travelers, into a world where we’re not supposed to ever settle. We’re not supposed to settle, because it’s not the best place to be. We’re not supposed to settle, because the world isn’t that perfect place anymore - it’s broken, and it’s not the place it once was. What was made perfect, is not longer perfect, and why settle for something that’s not perfect? Only God is perfect, and His plan is perfect, and the culmination of His perfect plan is that there will be a new heaven and new earth.

So, I’m not going to settle and make this world my home. I’m going to keep traveling wherever it is He sends me to, because I was born to be a traveler. My home is wherever God sends me, and at the end of all time, the last transition I will make is from this broken, temporary world that I have spent my life traveling in, into His perfect and permanent eternity. That is where I belong.

Outreach in Kanchanaburi, TH!

Returning to the Home Land

So, it’s been a while since I updated! Much has happened since then.

On June 26th, I graduated from SBS!! What a wondrous and wonderful feeling. The 9 months of SBS went by so quickly, and even now I think, if God gave me the opportunity to do it all over again, I would! It was one of the harder things I’ve done in my life, but probably the most rewarding and life-changing things I’ll ever experience.

The weeks after SBS grad have been a bit of a blur. I stayed in Seattle for a week before flying home to Bangkok, where I spent two weeks, catching up with old friends, resting, eating, and getting ready for my summer adventure!

Now, I am in Chiang Rai, northern Thailand with Ging Gaan. I volunteered my time here before in 2012, so it’s good to be back for this month. Since I was here 2 years ago, the ministry has had the opportunity to lead a number of college students to know Jesus, and so we’re taking this month to spend more intentional time discipling them through a mini-DTS (discipleship training school).

For me, this time has been very fulfilling. Coming back to Thailand has not been… easy, I miss Montana, I miss my friends, I miss living in a close-knit Christian community where we have close relationship with many peoples. But, I do love Thailand, and I’m realizing day by day, as I live in Thailand, how much I missed being here. How much I missed the people here, and the culture. How much I am blessed to be able to see the curiosity and hunger in new Thai believers. I’ve been able to see fruit in areas that I have poured into in the past. It’s just the grace and blessing of God that I am able to return to places I have been before, and be apart of what He’s doing. That includes being in Bangkok, and seeing the kids in my youth group grow, as well as coming up to Chiang Rai, and staffing this mini-DTS, hearing the testimonies of these students, walking with them as difficult and painful things have been dug up from their past, in order that as we talk and pray, that they might find healing and freedom in new life in Christ. It is a precious thing, not to be taken lightly, not to be taken for granted.

Sadly, I’ll only be with them for 1 month, but hopefully, these relationships and this change will be for life.

God is good!

Dawn's Update: 2014-06-17 from Dawn Mekunwattana on Vimeo.

Hey guys! I made my first video update ever: please check it out and leave your comments below! I would love to hear from you =)

Thanks!

Dawn.

Thanks Ashley D. for the picture =)

This was the scenery as we were driving between Lakeside MT and Missoula MT! God’s creation is so beautiful…

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Thanks Ashley D. for the picture =)
This was the scenery as we were driving between Lakeside MT and Missoula MT! God’s creation is so beautiful…
Words

Recently, God has been dropping a lot of words down into my heart.

Some of these words come in the form of loud burst of laughter and chuckling at the joyous moments when He sees me catching a glimpse of His heart.

Sometimes it comes in a song, a sweet melody sung over me as I bask in the presence of His light shining in the dark.

Some words come in the form of a reminder through a friend, a prayer uttered, a note given, a hug shared.

Well this particular word, came in the form of things tumbling from my mouth without the filter of my brain, falling out of me, in the midst of an exciting conversation through which I’ve lost my train of thought but God just pushes out a series of words that form a sentence that He wants for me to hear, He wants for me to listen.

My friend slapped me in the arm and we stared, wide eyes, gasping while trying to be quiet, silently laughing in the middle of the night. I inhale, exhale, inhale and my feet aren’t so steady as we both realize the crazy impact and significance these 3 words hold.

Well played God. You’ve definitely caught my attention.

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