Author: Adventures

That may seem like a strange title, but this is a strange post, so it works!  It is the story of one of my skirts  🙂 Just one short week ago, it was a normal, clean skirt.  Now it smells and is covered with all sorts of fun stuff from my week. And, because I’m me, I’m going to include a picture so you can get the full experience 🙂 It may not look like much, but that skirt is covered in memories. That biggest mark you see came from a day with the kids – I’m still not quite sure what it is… There is chai all over – and by that I...

At 6:00AM on Saturday I was awoken to begin our wonderful adventure to the water park. As we waited outside of the gates by our house to get picked up I began to feel a little bit nervous- I was finally going to meet my little Andrew! (you can find him on the SCH site) Andrew was one of the kids who’s paper work I had done to help in getting him adopted. While doing his paper work he had instantly gotten ahold of my heart, for what reason or how this happened I couldn’t tell you, but throughout the rest of the days I kept thinking about this precious little boy. My thoughts...

I’ve officially been in India for over a week! My time here has already been such a crazy experience. The Lord is already teaching me so much about myself and how to truly love others. So here’s a little insight to what we’ve been doing! My team spent all last week working in the ICM office working on adoption paperwork. Each child has a binder full of their medical history, previous institutions, and any other information on how they got to SCH. Many of the papers were a sloppy mix of English and Telugu, which was pretty hard to decode. While I was struggling with the...

Ok, so I haven’t learned to trust God by now….I don’t know what it will take. FUNDRAISING “God, how is this money going to come so I can go?”……Go got ya kid.       – Every time a deadline has come, I have hit the financial amounts weeks early. MEDICAL “God, I don’t know where to get this stuff?”….I got ya kid.       – After a painful 6 months of trying to find this blasted stuff, my aunt gave me a number to call.  They didn’t have it, BUT KNEW A PLACE THAT DID.  I...

Earlier this week we were finishing sizing the kids in the different homes for clothes in preparation to start labeling and repairing donations. First we went to the Victory House—a huge home with dozens of kids. It was chaotic. It was absolutely wonderful. Next, we went to the schoolgirls’ home—an apartment complex that housed the majority of the school-going kids. Walking in, the atmosphere was immediately different from the other house we had visited. It was quieter, the children who lived there mostly had physical disabilities rather than cognitive ones. It felt so much like Home. A...