The Man with the Small, Pink Flip Flop

I walk into the home for the elders of Zambia and observe that there are stray dogs everywhere. They are coated with flies, missing chunks of flesh in their ears or body, and extremely malnourished. I act as though I cannot see because I am not allowed to touch them, but they won’t stop following me around the grounds of the nursing home. I see the broken windows, and residents unclothed, dragging themselves on the ground to get into the outdoor showers. We walk into the outdoor activities building, beginning to clean the tables, chairs, and floors. I pray around the grounds of the...

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Let’s beat the devil at his own game

The devil loves to play a little game in which he takes what God intends for good and he makes it evil. So let’s take what he intents for evil and make it good. Let’s take what he intends to divide us with and let’s allow it to grow us stronger. Brokenness and disunity is of the enemy. Always seek out ways to help your brothers and sisters. Whether it is washing dishes or cleaning or offering constructive feedback to better them and grow them closer to the lord. Never let the false comfort of Satan bind you. Be positive god is your glue always. Love your neighbor as...

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Just Zambia Things

-1 hour headlamp dance parties -crossing river deltas whilst being told there is a crocodile in the area -buying all the loaves of bread -who has not washed their hair in the longest time conversations -balancing Chai tea while also avoiding mud baths -“no thank you” to the black lettered taxi’s -buying 3+ cartons of juice for a one day fast -squats in the bedroom, in the living room, on the soccer field, and wherever else we happen upon to do our workout -both toilets clogged but no running water -meals without dishes, because again, no running water -ham sandwiches,...

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The Crocodile House

Ministry looks a little different every day. On Tuesday instead of going to school our leaders decided to let us go out into the community and do atl, atl stands for ask the Lord. I was in a team with my friend Tyler and Carley. We decided to walk around the community surrounding our house and play with kids or pray for the people we encountered. We chose to turn left on the street we normally turn right onto. We walked all the way to the end of the street and ended up at this house with a drawing of a crocodile on the side of it. After we reached this house we decided to turn around and go...

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The Crocodile House

Ministry looks a little different every day. On Tuesday instead of going to school our leaders decided to let us go out into the community and do atl, atl stands for ask the Lord. I was in a team with my friend Tyler and Carley. We decided to walk around the community surrounding our house and play with kids or pray for the people we encountered. We chose to turn left on the street we normally turn right onto. We walked all the way to the end of the street and ended up at this house with a drawing of a crocodile on the side of it. After we reached this house we decided to turn around and go...

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How to Become the Crocodile Hunter at a Bible Study 101

February 15, 2018 will forever be remembered as the day I ran for my life from a crocodile. It all began in the afternoon after lunch when some of the girls on my team decided to go down to a new found African friend’s house for a Bible study. This friend’s name was Ester which was the book we happened to be studying. I had been debating not going with them because I wanted a nap, but I made popcorn and chai tea and cooked up enough motivation to go and BLESS THE LORD I DID BECAUSE IT WAS SO FUN! Just to set the scene, Cass, Beth and I had all brought our chai tea along with us...

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