Author: Adventures

Trust is something that has really been on my mind lately. We trust the food we eat to not make us sick, we trust our leaders to take care of us, we trust our friends with our stories, we trust the bus drivers to get us to where we need to go safely (even when they do get in accidents here every now and then). Trust is such an odd topic and it is something that I have always struggled with. We all have to trust in something, honestly whether we want to or not. Personally, i trust in the L$ord$. However, it makes me think back to church last Sunday. The preacher talked about when J$esus$...

This week, my team has been doing something we did not think we’d be doing this summer.Instead of working with women, we have been working at a preschool in a surrounding area, and I absolutely love kids. They are so important for the future because they are the generation that will rise up and lead in the years to come. That is why education is so vital. And it is even more important for them to be taught about the one true *Dad at such a young age. With that being said, I will say that I was not exactly thrilled to find out that my week was going to be with preschoolers. I know the...

Before coming on this trip, I relied on my friends and family and communication and internet and familiarity and language and American food and many other things.    I didn’t realize the extent to which all things “normal” would be stripped away.    God is showing me how reliant I need to be on Him and how all other things will fail me in the end.  At home, when something happens whether good or bad, I always rejoice or mourn with friends and family first, and God second.  God is showing me how He needs to come first in everthing and in every...

I’ve been anticipating great change in my life for months now and i was convinced that this trip would bring the change that i was craving. I wanted to be rid of my American mind in order to enter in to a whole new level of following. I thought that being here would force me to be rid of my desire for money, materials, and routine. Basically, i was anxious to crucify my American ways in order to take part in a new fellowship with God. I wanted to be homeless, dirty, without comfort, and without posessions. But to my surprise, growing up in America has poisoned my soul in a much deeper...

This is India. You smell something new and unpleasant every few steps. It rains every 20 minutes. There are no traffic laws whatsoever. People bobble their heads to say yes or no (very confusing). Ankles are promiscuous. I prepare to die before riding in a rickshaw/auto. Hot tea is the perfect beverage for 100 degree weather. A curb doubles as a toilet. Those who are born poor and illiterate will remain so. Women have no voice. Babies know how to beg before they mutter a first word. You can purchase the gods. People will cut off their limbs to earn more money while begging. Infants have...

Something that I have been dealing with is the struggle to not feel numb in the overwhelmingness of the everything.   Here is just a partial list of some of the things I and my team have experienced over the past couple weeks: I have seen narrow roads, crumbling sidewalks, sticky amber dirt, heaps of trash, makeshift homes of thatch and other random materials. I have seen the disfigured, the dirty, women in burkas, and babies in beautiful clothing. I have felt the moisture in the air, breathed in the pollution, and noticed the stars over the city from a rooftop.  I have felt the...