Author: Adventures

You Are My Sunshine

Due to the fact that my middle name is Sunshine I have had multiple people sing "You are my Sunshine" to me throughout my life. "You are my Sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy, when skies are grey. You'll never know dear how much I love you. Please dont take my sunshine away." Ever since I was young everyone has told me that my name fits me perfectly, because I am so bright and Joyful. Until this week my comprehension of the importance of my name was unknown to me! My team walked down Soi Sea Dragon Monday night and we stopped at a bar to...

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Glass Castles and Barbie Dolls

Once upon a time in my little world of white castles and Barbie dolls, I imagined the world as a safe place.  Seashells and peculiar rocks inspired a sense of wonder, and beauty was a given as opposed to an insecurity.  If the Lord has sealed my heart with His promise: “How beautiful you are, my darling, there is no flaw in you”-Song of Songs 4:7, then why do I feel as if I have so many inadequacies? The world of a little girl slowly becomes manipulated with greater exposure to the media and its impractical assertions of beauty’s definition. Last night, as we sat...

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Finger Nail Polish and Strawberry Fanta

Mrriah Sunshine- She truly lives up to her middle name and so much more.  At night, Bangla Road becomes a Crayola Box stuffed with thousands of broken crayon bits disguised as tourists.  Mrriah stands out- a full crayon- sunshine yellow.  Just ask Guv, the bar girl who immediately pulled Mrriah aside to tell her that she saw a light in Mrriah that she had never seen before on Bangla.   Today, Mrriah and I were given the opportunity to prayer walk together.  Both of us have been struggling to find joy amidst the darkness of Bangla Road.  After witnessing my...

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Break my heart for what breaks Yours

My constant prayer for this trip has been from the song “Hosanna” by Hillsong, the line where it says “break my heart for what breaks yours.” I don’t want to go out into these bars, and be angry, or let satan get in my mind. I want my heart to break for these people, and it has broken, for the women who are dancing, and are so stuck in greed, and wanting to send money home, that they won’t get a different job because this one pays better, for the girls who are stuck in the industry, but can’t get out because they were bought by a...

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Prayer. And prayer. And some more prayer.

Ok, I have a prayer request: please pray that I won’t kill anyone. I underwent the Mark driving test/learning to drive in Phuket clinc today, and it looks like I will be driving here for the next three months. It’s just a bit crazy. They drive on the left here, so I have to get used to that, and there are roughly a million mopeds zipping in and around the cars. Then there are the huge, steep, curvy hills that I get to go up in a manual transmission with 7 or more passengers. Yay. So please pray that I would learn quickly and be safe.   One thing that has really been...

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Husband Day Care Center

"The Spirit of the Sovereign Lord is upon me, for the Lord has anointed me to bring good news to the poor.  he has sent me to comfort the brokenhearted and to proclaim that captives will be released and prisoners will be freed.  He has sent me to tell those who mourn that the time of the Lord's favor has come, and with it, the day of God's anger against their enemies." Isaiah 61 1-2 Hands trembling, sweating from the heat, and with indescribable fear the eight of us girls piled into Sharon's truck for our first night to go onto Bangla road. Trying to...

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