Author: Adventures

Declaring Freedom from Freedom

            Training camp….where oh where to begin. I came to camp three days ago not expecting too much; you know, a few cultural classes, learning some language and growing closer to the girls. One out of three isn’t that bad right?                God has been moving in amazing ways. From night one he began meeting me in an intimate and personal place in a way that I never expected. All of this was epitomized last night in our service. When were worshipping I was met by the Holy...

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Thailand here we come!

Training Camp. The thing that begins the journey that is the next two months of my life.  A place that means BUILDING a shelter that the 26 members of our team can sleep in.  A place that means huddling together with girls you just met because our shelter did not keep out the cold night air.  It means climbing the side of a mountain in flip flops praying that you don't slip and fall causing a domino effect with the line of people climbing behind you. But it also means bonding and making memories with my team in ways I couldn't before imagine.  It means surrending...

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When the Morning Comes

I didn't exactly know what to expect from training camp when I arrived just three days ago. Self-defense class? Name games? Trust exercises? Cultural debriefings? I was coming in completely blind. But I rested in the fact that none of us really knew, so we’d be figuring it out together.   Saturday afternoon, our camp leader gathered us together to give us instructions for the rest of the day. With great anticipation, he took the microphone and told us that we would be camping that night. For someone who’s never been camping before, it sounded fun. I wondered what kind...

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uncertainties

A great man said “it’s crazy how so much uncertainty can bring great things.” I realized then how much God blesses us through the uncertainty. 200 years ago, college aged men met to pray, desperate for India to get to know the Lord. When it rained, they burrowed into a haystack and continued to pray. This is now known as the haystack prayer meeting and began the modern mission movement. They were uncertain about what to do and were just desperate. With sas, my friends and I were unsure about what to do, but knew something had to be done and blindly followed what we thought...

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Belonging

            Seasons tiptoe in and out of my life so stealthily sometimes- taking captives and leaving behind temporary refugees.  Thousands of fingerprints blend into the walls of my aorta’s waiting room.              In this new season of uncertainty, I find myself pleading with gravity to release several of the grains of sand that have conceded to the bottom of my hour glass.  I long to return to the realm of confidence; instead, I wake up startled, assuming that I overslept my...

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karaoke and goodbyes.

Good byes are never easy. Yesterday I had to say goodbye to *Jill, A girl I have posted about earlier in the trip. Austen and I had planned a beach date with her, our last date; I was going in with high expectations… I wanted it to be perfect, like a girls day in the movies, filled with laughter, maybe get a better tan, eat crap food, tell stories, and just be girls. But when we got to the mall to meet up with her, and walked to the beach it was raining… and she had a customer with her. My heart was completely broken. Jill* always told us, I get paid a certain amount of money...

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