Author: Adventures

So should I start with the bucket showers? Or meeting my new BFFs? Training camp… what an experience. I feel like God did nothing but just drop knowledge bomb after knowledge bomb on me and left me speechless. Just keeping it real here, I don’t even know where to start. I had the pleasure of meeting 4 of the 6 other girls on our team at the airport. Coming into contact with all of them for the first time was like eating Chick-fil-A for the first time in a week – a rushing feeling of contentment and joy (no, I’m not exaggerating that). It definitely helped that...

So should I start with the bucket showers? Or meeting my new BFFs? Training camp… what an experience. I feel like God did nothing but just drop knowledge bomb after knowledge bomb on me and left me speechless. Just keeping it real here, I don’t even know where to start. I had the pleasure of meeting 4 of the 6 other girls on our team at the airport. Coming into contact with all of them for the first time was like eating Chick-fil-A for the first time in a week – a rushing feeling of contentment and joy (no, I’m not exaggerating that). It definitely helped that...

So should I start with the bucket showers? Or meeting my new BFFs? Training camp… what an experience. I feel like God did nothing but just drop knowledge bomb after knowledge bomb on me and left me speechless. Just keeping it real here, I don’t even know where to start. I had the pleasure of meeting 4 of the 6 other girls on our team at the airport. Coming into contact with all of them for the first time was like eating Chick-fil-A for the first time in a week – a rushing feeling of contentment and joy (no, I’m not exaggerating that). It definitely helped that...

So should I start with the bucket showers? Or meeting my new BFFs? Training camp… what an experience. I feel like God did nothing but just drop knowledge bomb after knowledge bomb on me and left me speechless. Just keeping it real here, I don’t even know where to start. I had the pleasure of meeting 4 of the 6 other girls on our team at the airport. Coming into contact with all of them for the first time was like eating Chick-fil-A for the first time in a week – a rushing feeling of contentment and joy (no, I’m not exaggerating that). It definitely helped that...

Hello friends! As I update y’all on my life I am in a coffee shop in Skopje, Macedonia called the Stop Caffe. If you were wondering if the coffee is good let me just go ahead and say YES. The coffee is AMAZING, and the contrasts between a coffee shop in the States and here are very dramatic; but I’ll get into that in a little bit. First I want to tell you all about how we got to this super cool city known as Skopje, and about the ministry we will be doing here*. *To protect the identity of our ministry and our host I will not be stating the name of our host, our ministry, or its...