Have More Faith

I got an email from one of the translators I met in Hungary in 04. It was soo exciting. I called the airline to set up the itenerary, and there weren't any flights back to the United States between july 29 and aug 8. The feeling in my stomach is oh no what am I going to do. I was in the third floor study lounge. I quickly grabbed my things, before I lost it in front of everyone, because public display of emotion, is definently not my thing. I sat in my room on my knees and literally cried before God asking him what I was going to do. I got up, went and ate dinner with Ashley, showed the scrapbook to Smeeding and came back here to call my dad. My dad found me a flight from Denver to Paris back to Denver, which doesn't include Budapest as a stop, but I leave Paris on Aug 8. I still need about $400 to even have enough to live in Paris for the 90 days that I'm supposed to be there, but there's definently not enough money for the extra 9 days. So is God asking me to trust him more? I think so...in my head I must argue that I don't have enough faith and I don't know how to trust him more....Hopefully someone can shead light. If you read this...Please pray for me...

In him,
Rachelle