On September 10th after a long day of ministry, our Passport Team headed home to clean up before dinner. After a few minutes of chatting and struggling to connect to the wifi, Josh, Jordan, Morgan, Madison, and I decided to hit the streets. Our mission: to take pictures of the wild dogs of Mae Sot to post on Josh’s Instagram page, “thaidawgs.” As we were wandering the streets, clueless to where we were going, we made a series of turns that lead us to Grace Life Church. It was in the middle of a quiet Thai neighborhood. As we stumbled upon it, we heard what we thought was...

After months of planning, hours of packing, and countless tears, I said one last goodbye to my family and stepped into my next big adventure. I boarded my 45 minute flight, and before I knew it I was landing in Atlanta. After retrieving my gigantic blood-orange bag, I headed to the food court to meet my “family away from family” for the next three months. We wandered around the airport and finally found our vans. Everyone squeezed into the van and we were off.As we arrived at training camp we began to get to know each other with awkward hellos and stories of our homes. The first...

On September 10th after a long day of ministry, our Passport Team headed home to clean up before dinner. After a few minutes of chatting and struggling to connect to the wifi, Josh, Jordan, Morgan, Madison, and I decided to hit the streets. Our mission: to take pictures of the wild dogs of Mae Sot to post on Josh’s Instagram page, “thaidawgs.” As we were wandering the streets, clueless to where we were going, we made a series of turns that lead us to Grace Life Church. It was in the middle of a quiet Thai neighborhood. As we stumbled upon it, we heard what we thought was...

After months of planning, hours of packing, and countless tears, I said one last goodbye to my family and stepped into my next big adventure. I boarded my 45 minute flight, and before I knew it I was landing in Atlanta. After retrieving my gigantic blood-orange bag, I headed to the food court to meet my “family away from family” for the next three months. We wandered around the airport and finally found our vans. Everyone squeezed into the van and we were off.As we arrived at training camp we began to get to know each other with awkward hellos and stories of our homes. The first...

Ever since I stepped on the airplane from Sarasota to Atlanta, life has been a nonstop adventure. Every day has held something new; something I would have never expected. From sleeping in hostels, to endless bus rides, to changing cities and ministries back and forth, nothing has been boring. Ministry here in Mae Sot feels like a constant adventure with a new project or ministry cite every day. But the craziest adventures seem to happen on our off days. There’s no telling what’s going to happen when we can do (basically) whatever we want. We spend a lot of time working on blogs...

Doing ministry in Thailand is a daily surprise. You never know what exactly you’re doing, where you’re going, or what you’re going to see. Most of these days have consisted of excessive amounts of painting, shoveling sand filled with angry fire ants, scrubbing walls, and more painting. Wednesday’s ministry didn’t look much different. We spent the day cleaning out a building from top to bottom. We were moving furniture, organizing boxes, scrubbing walls- the usual. While the jobs we’re doing here are important, there’s nothing glorious about them....