Author: Adventures

So, apparently I have this bubble that I have created around myself. A zone of comfort. Being here in India has certainly popped (and shall I say rather abruptly) that circle of comfortability. I have had to do things that I would never want to do. When we were in B-lore, this man came to teach us how to tell stories. This may sound very strange at first, as strange as it was to my own ears. However, stories are very important to the Indian culture. He taught us how to intertwine our stories with the B-ble. Then the hard part came. He told us that we would be venturing out into Bangalore...

As I walk the streets of Bangalore I start to notice the one thing you cant find in the pictures on the internet, or in the books at the library. That one thing just happens to be how broken and dark this country really is. Ok, so that is two things.  As my team starts a wonderful game on day one of a scavenger hunt, I get real excited about being thrown into the culture and trying to figure our way around. Each group of two received 500 rupees which in American money that is 10 dollars. So we have this money and a list of things we need to get and about an hour to find as...

    After 20 hours of flying we’ve made it to INDIA!!! This is a picture of our first bus ride from the airport to our flat. We’re safe and sound and excited to head out today to get our Indian clothing! More to come later…            

Monday was our last full day of training camp. After an early breakfast, all 100-something of us fire-breathing missionaries gathered in the meeting hall for our last worship together. As we took our seats, the director of training camp stood up and asked us to quiet down. He suggested we take a moment to stand in silence and listen for the Lord to speak. As we stood there, it was completely silent–except for the faint whispering of the Holy Spirit. In a very clear voice I heard the Lord say to me, “You will heal Alison tonight.”   Alison has acid reflux disease....

Flashback to the preceding couple weeks before training camp: as anticipation builds in my mind and heart there is excitement but as the same time, a frustrating feeling of dread that I cannot shake. The same string of thoughts keep plaguing me; “God, my life is in no way shape or form in order, and I have absolutely no idea what I am getting into. How can you use me to speak your love to other women when I feel like I am all over the place?”  Now come forward to Saturday night worship service in a auditorium full of flags from around the worlds and young men and women of...

Traveling is one of my passions. I would live out of a suitcase if it meant seeing new and exciting things all of the time. However these past few weeks I feel like I have been going, going, going. A recent family vacation (prior to training camp for my mission trip to India) seemed like an awesome idea at the beginning of summer. Somewhat like one last hoorah with my family before we say goodbye for the summer. The trip was amazing and worthwhile, but it left me exhausted getting to training camp. My body was physically and emotionally drained. However, slowly I could feel my soul being...