Author: Adventures

How They See Me

When they meet me I want them to see me as I saw the African children; love shining out of their faces, smiles so bright that the whole area surrounding them seems to radiate it. I want them to see me like the trees along our walk to town do. The way they whisper as the rain pounds them almost as if they are making a silent covident to protect my team and I from the drops falling from the once sunny sky. I want to be seen the way the rain drops saw me when they finally did touch my pale skin; giving me refreshment from the heat. I want to be look at the way the doorway of my guest house...

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The Lady in Seat 54G Deserves an Explanation for My Tears

And that’s when I remember. It comes on an overnight plane to South Africa after a day spent dancing the streets of London, that’s when I remember that he never loved me the way I deserved and that the way he held me never was with a sense of forever, but a sense of need. That he wouldn’t have ever been able to give me this. What I gave myself. This kind of love that holds me when the plane rocks my ruby red seat and a baby balls in the background. The kind of love that soared between London sunrays for the street musician spinning a tune that spoke to my soul. The love...

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Sundays are for the girls and God

Every Sunday is our dedicated to church and is also our girls night. So Sunday I went to my first African church service. It was fun and not quite as long as I expected. We got to church early or late I don’t really know which one since there were two services. As we waited for church I decided to try and make friends after a few failed attempts I made some friends. We played and talked a little until it was time for church then we headed into the church building. We sat in the middle rows in the church and the kids would sit around us and some would sit in my team mates laps. We...

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Be wild, Be done

I thought I had expectations coming into this trip. I do not think I did. The three days at training camp were crazy. Camp focused so much on the Holy Spirit- which has never been emphasized before in my spiritual life. Now out on the field, I know why… We do not have much out here to work with or refer to. No internet to reference, look up, or clarify scripture has been pretty hard to work with. But it also makes me learn the Bible on my own (which I have been wanting to accomplish). During training camp I realized my purpose for this trip is to love God and trust the Holy Spirit. I...

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Sundays are for the girls and God

Every Sunday is our dedicated to church and is also our girls night. So Sunday I went to my first African church service. It was fun and not quite as long as I expected. We got to church early or late I don’t really know which one since there were two services. As we waited for church I decided to try and make friends after a few failed attempts I made some friends. We played and talked a little until it was time for church then we headed into the church building. We sat in the middle rows in the church and the kids would sit around us and some would sit in my team mates laps. We...

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Don’t Put God in Your Little Box (Especially When You Have the Flu)

One thing I’ve learned already from the start of training camp to when we landed in Guatemala, is that you cannot put God in your little box.  I’ve always known and said, “You are the God of the impossible! Nothing can stand against you!” But when you’re actually in a situation where you have to really believe that, it’s not always as easy to say.    When I first arrived at training camp in Gainesville, I started feeling terribly sick, but I thought it was just my nerves, so I didn’t say anything.  It got worse after the second...

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