Author: Adventures

life is coming alive…

  Thailand is an incredible place. I love it here, I love the people, the food, but most of all I love that God has a plan for these people and he chose my team and I too help fulfill it. I’m amazed on how the red light district made me hear God more than ever. As we walked up the streets and looked at the women and the lady boys sitting at the bar getting themselves ready for what the night had to offer I felt the complete sense of hopelessness within them. They looked at us like this is it, this is my life. While looking around I saw many many many american men. One of...

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More Than Meets The Eye

As I left the bar where John and I had been talking, I realized just how lost men like him are. Coming to a different country to fulfill some need that couldn’t possibly be met by anything but the love of God. How could they think that their actions could possibly quench that deep thirst for a true love? John had been living in Chaing Mai for about three years. He said everything he needed was in this city and he didn’t need to go any other place. But as he spoke to me about moving to Thailand from Australia and loving where he was, you could sense the overwhelming loneliness...

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Tap That!

Look at the godless nations and watch, and be utterly amazed. Look long and hard. Brace yourselves for a shock. For I am going to do something in your days that you would not believe, even if you were told. Habakkuk 1:5 We are walking down the streets of Chaing Mai. I see a woman glance up from doing her laundry in a bucket of murky water with her baby strapped to her back. I see a man paying for his lunch from the street market, in a hurry to continue along his way. I see an intricate gold temple glistening in the sun where many are going into worship and pray to Buddha. I smell the sweet...

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Not entitled to our own opinion

Today’s the last day at training camp and we’re all excited to be on the field soon. I just showered so I feel good now, but the reality is that we’ll be pretty nasty over there with limited clothes and limited showers. In fact, even here the same shirt did time ministering to the homeless of Atlanta, painting a team canvas and being consecutively spat at by welcoming locals of “whoever-we-may-encounter” tribe in a ‘culture shock’ simulation we did today. The truth is that I no longer have the right to be clean and I’m often not entitled to a...

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