2016 Summer – India – Page 2

Miraculous Whispers

The past week or so I have been so nervous about coming home. Not because of another flight, or because of the changes. I’ve been afraid of talking to people. Before I came to India, I told at least 300 people about my trip, in person- not counting social media. So basically everyone knew I was going halfway across the world to India to serve on a mission trip. Stereotype of a missionary: heal a lot of people, see a lot of people saved, see a lot of miracles. Am I right, or am I right? Okay, so, how the heck am I supposed to live up to that?! This has been running through my mind for...

Still Untiltled

I really like my bucket showers here in India. It is rare, quiet, and cherished alone time. The cold water is a nice antidote for the heat. I can listen to my music without headphones. For whatever reason, I usually listen to Dave Matthews Band in the “shower.” I usually come out feeling refreshed and ready for the rest of the day. Today was different. I just took my last Indian bucket shower. As I turned on my music like normal, it hit me that this chapter in the Still Untitled book of my life ends tomorrow. All of the sudden the once relaxing and familiar DMB lyrics made me...

Still Untiltled

Looking to the Unseen

When I look at people, I see their faces. I am good at remembering the faces. I see the smiles or I see the lack thereof. I see the spark in their eye and I see when their smile sometimes does not reach their eyes. I know people by their face. I remember what I see on their face, but I often forget to see beyond the face. I tend to regard people by what I see in front of me, but I forget to consider what is behind the face. Behind each face is a heart. A heart that has faced much. On each heart is written a beautiful story, a story like no...

It is well.. All is well

The trip is coming to an end. There’s one more day of ministry. One month seemed so long until it’s all of a sudden fading between your fingers like sand. I’m trying to process everything that has happened. But I know that is going to take a while. It was a lot. And it’s not even about how many hospital visits we did, how many children we were able to love on, or even be a little part in helping with the construction of dorms for seminary students. It’s how the Lord invited me on this journey. He brought me here for me and him to grow closer together. To...

re-entry

(Written on Sunday, June 26, 2016) I’m sitting on the front steps of Trinity College and Seminary. Across the street the church bells are ringing in the beginning of today’s service. Permanently tanned people in white shirts file in the building, greeting each other in their native tongue. The mountains surround the scenery and colors of bright flowers line the pathway. God really outdid Himself in Sielmat village. It was a thought that had flooded my brain since I stumbled out of the bus on June 9th. I have sat in this exact place countless times. On...

Miraculous Whispers

Still Untiltled

Still Untiltled

Looking to the Unseen

It is well.. All is well

re-entry

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