I stumbled across a campsite. Black tarps lined the fields. “This is strange”, I thought. But the thought passed, and I walked on. I was blind, or blinded. A month later, I’m ready to go somewhere. I need to do something. My Spirit is restless. The campsite. We went, and we met them all. They are Muslim, but they wear Hindi clothes. Their faces are covered with mix-matched piercings, and their bodies in mix-matched clothing. Their hair is cut in wild fashions and adorned with colorful ribbons. They are barefoot and strong. They have weathered incredible storms. I had so...

Some things you can only get in India. Only here can you risk your life and clothes to save a goat. Only here does chocolate mean everything from DairyMilk to bubble gum and pineapple candies.  In India I laugh every time I hold onto trash and wonder where I should throw it out (the ground duh). Here drivers would sooner crash than hit a cow. Sometimes you just have to go places to experience things. Like the crazy colors and beautiful (not to mention cheap) fabric and pearls. Like the horribly fried everything. Like eating your food with your right hand and cleaning yourself with your...

It’s in their smiles and in their laughs. It’s when they look to you after every moment. Something funny happens; they take a glance. Something goes wrong; they hunt for your answer. It is all in that look. I’m responsible, responsible for their response, responsible for their confirmation, happiness, encouragement. I know that look. I used to give it. Any happiness I had would sink to shame if he disapproved or soar exponentially if he found joy in it too. I was so concerned about what he thought and if I was good enough. He had an authority over me which dictated my...

“There is more for you, my child.” I can’t tell you how many times I have heard this phrase within the last two months. Even before training camp, God was continually saying this and has spent time confirming this for me. There is something that I haven’t received or experienced yet, something new and fresh. I was so excited; who wouldn’t be to go deeper into God’s heart? Bring it on! But it has looked a whole lot different than I expected it to. Once we got to India, I was so ready to start figuring out whatever “more” means. Instead of moving forward,...

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