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America? No, thanks. That’s what I was thinking say, about 5 days ago. I didn’t want to come home. Of course I wanted to see my family and friends. But no..America? No thank you. I didn’t want to leave MY…
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America? No, thanks. That’s what I was thinking say, about 5 days ago. I didn’t want to come home. Of course I wanted to see my family and friends. But no..America? No thank you. I didn’t want to leave MY…
It was our third time pasting names on the kids belongings. After writing all of their names, multiple times, we put each nametag on the shelves where they keep their bags, the racks they hang their face clothes, under each…
So, let me just remind everyone what my life is like right now. My ministry daily is assistant teaching 2 and 3 year olds at a local crèche (preschool). I sing with them, sit with them, play with them, read…
The South African leg of my journey has taught me a decent bit about myself thus far. Cliché, yeah. But, whatever. Monday through Friday we wake up at around 6:30 to start getting ready for our day. I am an…
Asia to Africa From cheap markets everywhere with crazy Asian clothes, a huge language barrier, and ministry starting at 9 o clock at night to malls with more normal clothes, an English speaking community, and ministry starting at 8…
Smiling faces, carefree innocence, and teaching English is what we’re used to. It’s what a normal ministry day in Thailand used to look like. Going into schools and churches, or maybe even to a prison. Quiet, calm, and simple enough.…
"They want to accept Jesus..You can go pray with them," Pastor said to all of our confused looks.. The first week here in Chanthaburi, Thailand, we visited a women's prison. We shared short testimonies and gave them little cookies and…
Whenever I think of Christmas, I think of warmth, candle lit church services, family, traditions, and of course great food. However, I don't think of Asia, schools, karaoke, the beach, or Pad Thai. But now I do. On Christmas Eve,…
I started thinking it was going to be impossible, but then God showed me otherwise. So, as y’all know…I feel called to go back to Zion’s Gate in Honduras after my trip. Since my last few weeks in Honduras…