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Light in the Darkness

“Father, break my heart for what breaks yours.” This is a prayer I have prayed many times over, but had never tangibly felt the Lord bring to fruition until our first night on Bangla Road in Phuket, Thailand. I had heard statements such as; “This is a spiritually dark place”, “You will experience/see some very hard things”, “The enemy has many footholds here”, etc., but no words can truly describe the darkness that is Bangla Road, the Red Light District here in Thailand. It is a darkness that...

I am not for sale

I am not for saleA batch of drugs can only be sold once. But when a woman is sold, she is sold over and over and over and over again which creates a never-ending source of money. Patong Beach, Thailand is a Red Light District. Both women and men from poor provinces all over Thailand come to Patong Beach for work. The fastest way to make profit here is by working in the bars and selling their bodies. This makes Patong Beach a hub for human trafficking since tourists who come for both sex and partying, can’t tell the difference between prostitution and trafficking. And because the...

Thank you Dad

November 8, 2017
Adventures
2017 Fall - India

Dad do you remember when I was little and you made us (my brother and I) read the book of Daniel out loud? Well I do! I remember that you would describe everything to us. And our favorite story was about Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego. Well I decided to read the whole book of Daniel while I was in the hills of India. I told myself that I would read one chapter a day and meditate on it for that day. Once I actually sat down to read it, the words took me back to the nights where you would take the time to show us Gods word. I loved it! I didn’t want to stop reading the chapters. I loved...

Thank you Dad

November 8, 2017
Adventures
2017 Fall - India

Words Will Never Be Enough

Share your story here… As I’m sitting here, staring at those four simple, self-explanatory words, I’m suffocating under my inability to form a decent thought. How!? The cursor blinks. And blinks. And blinks. After a ridiculous amount of procrastinating, I’m convinced it’s mocking me. How could I possibly glorify Him and His Greatness through a few measly words? How could I possibly illustrate the awe-inspiring, jaw-dropping beauty I’ve beheld in only two weeks? How could I possibly describe the satisfaction of neatly hoeing little rows for corn, and...

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Light in the Darkness

I am not for sale

Thank you Dad

Thank you Dad

Words Will Never Be Enough

Words Will Never Be Enough

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