Author: Adventures

  “Daughter”. That is what He calls me.   Self image issues are something I have wrestled with a lot over the past year. I used to find all of my worth in what I looked like. Working out and cutting back foods to an unhealthy point. Doing whatever it would take to look “thin and beautiful”. Obsessing over fitting into the stereotypical mold of what society says “beauty” is. Comparing myself and my body to others on social media who I considered to be physically flawless. Criticizing my body and picking out the “flaws” every time I...

Let this day, June 22; go down as a day that wreaked me like never before. We sit as a team in our little church/home to debrief: all on the verge of tears. Sadness and confusion are the words I use to describe my emotions. Just before this moment we walked home silent on the dark beach hopelessly trying to process what our eyes have just seen. Tonight was a night we all felt specifically called to do. Tonight we walked on a road clearly claimed by the devil to bring our sprit of God and pray. Bangla Road is the heart of our town, Patong Beach. Walking down this road in the day when it was...

Let this day, June 22; go down as a day that wreaked me like never before. We sit as a team in our little church/home to debrief: all on the verge of tears. Sadness and confusion are the words I use to describe my emotions. Just before this moment we walked home silent on the dark beach hopelessly trying to process what our eyes have just seen. Tonight was a night we all felt specifically called to do. Tonight we walked on a road clearly claimed by the devil to bring our sprit of God and pray. Bangla Road is the heart of our town, Patong Beach. Walking down this road in the day when it was...