I know I have done my blogging for today, but something just happened that sent chills down my spine, tears to my eyes and gave me more encouragement than I cant even form into words.  As we all were getting ready for our bar ministry today, there was a knock on the door and a team member from the World Race that just arrived last night walked in. Since we have been here, one of our lessons forced has been that God WILL speak to you. Through words, dreams, visions, others or songs He is speaking to you. At first, we were all apprehensive when we began to slowly hear His voice, see His...

    Last night we were able to do our first "unofficial" ministry. Every other night, we will be able to go to the back alley behind our building and play with the neighborhood kids. They range from toddlers to 14 year olds and have more joy than anyone I have ever witnessed. The moment we stepped out there, they just ran to you with open arms and big grins. My little girl, Tully, had so much life in her. She was such a breath of fresh air. At one point, she leaned her head back and laughed as I held her in my arms and I noticed that her teeth were simple shells of where...

Something that has come to my attention recently is that we have power as Christians. In America we just get used to doing the Christian thing that we forget everything that comes with being a Christ follower. We go to church on Sunday, we eat the fellowship dinner every Wednesday night, we might feed the homeless every other Saturday, but we are missing it all. Being associated with Christ means much more than just doing all these churchy things. I think we forget what that song portrays wonderfully, and it's this……the same power that conquered the grave lives in me! We have...

Today, as we were walking around Phuket for the first time, one recurring thought came to mind. We are NOT in America anymore. There are so many different smells here, most of them unpleasant. We walked through a market and there was SO much fish and the smell hit you like a ton of bricks. It’s dirty, it’s hot, the food is weird, and I can’t understand a word anyone says or read a word that any of the signs say (unless someone has so kindly translated it to English underneath). So, I kept thinking “Why did God bring me here, why did He give me this dream?”...

The self examination continues. Its hard. Its messy. Its not the easy thing to do. But how can i tell others about the love of Jesus when i myself cannot feel him in my own life? We spent the evening encouraging our fellow teammates. God showed us what the person needed to hear and we just spoke and He did some amazing things. My team leader told me that I dont need to fight anymore and that God was holding me in his arms. That was just what i needed to hear. I can cry and its ok. I dont have to be strong at all times. I can be broken. Its weird. These past few days i have cried more then i...