Author: Adventures

Jesus loves the prostitutes. Jesus loves the men who buy women for sex. It's crazy. He loves them BOTH. My flesh wants to be disgusted with men who would buy a human being for his sexual cravings, but the truth is, men are broken and longing to fill the emptiness in their soul. I am in NO way excusing their behavior but seeing God's heart for these men to be set free and to know the One who can heal their souls and fulfill the longing of their hearts. Today, a couple of girls and I from my team prayer walked around the red light district in Chiang Mai. Did it feel weird? Yes. Was it...

So I would like to think that things make sense in life. That things come in neat little packages and I know what is happening, when it is happening, and why it is happening…pretty much I like to be in control of my life and the situations I am in (aka control freak).   I think when signing up for this trip I didn’t quit understand the real meaning of being uncomfortable. I knew it was going to be hard and challenging and I wanted and welcomed the challenge. I had such a desire to seek God in a different way and I knew that meant he was going to do some rearranging in me,...

For as long as I can remember, I have been asking God to reveal His love and power to me. And I felt like I was searching around for it aimlessly and without results that truly changed me inside. I felt like most of the time I was almost there, but could never quite reach it. A few nights ago, one of my teammates asked one of the most convicting questions I’ve heard in a long time: Do I trust God’s love to be enough? Yikes. I wanted to say yes, but I realized that I hadn’t completely surrendered to the Father’s love for me. It’s super easy for me to believe in...

As I walked around I was almost overwhelmed by the color of gold… it was everywhere. I asked our guide if it was real and she said probably not, but all the people thought it was. Imitation.  Just like the god they were worshiping.        Incense was burning continually and there was a continual tink, tink, tink of coins being dropped into cans.  Not just one can.  There was a continual series of cans with worshipers trudging by, dutifully dropping in their money.  Wealth given to appease their god and the spirits.    Money wasted....