These past four months have been such a journey.  If you had explained to me back in January the fullness of what I was getting myself into by coming to India and leading a team, I’m not sure I would have loved the sound of it at first.  These months have been absolutely incredible, absolutely taxing, absolutely difficult and fulfilling and painful and wonderful all alike.  But looking back now, I don’t think there are many things that I love more than the sound of that. For four months straight, I’m not sure if I stopped sweating for an hour straight because of the...

When peace like a river attends my way.  When sorrows like sea billows roll.  Whatever my lot, you have taught me to say, it is well, it is well with my soul.  You have taught me to say it is well with my soul, whatever my lot!  We trust so much in things of this world, and lean on them for love, security, hope, and happiness. But all these things can be taken away in an instant. We ourselves are only a breath, a passing shadow.  “You do not know what tomorrow will bring. What is your life?  For you are a mist that appears for a little time and then...

What happens when you serve? You are served. Think about it, when someone at a restaurant serves you and they do a good job, typically you serve them back by tipping them well. When someone buys your lunch, you typically thank them and buy lunch next time. That kind of serving is engrained into who we are. His steps are our steps now, and He was ALL about serving. When Jesus died on the cross for us, He was serving us. He made Himself a humble human and took on all of our sins. That wasn’t a little feat. Think of all the sins you have committed in your life, then triple that for all...

Well here it is; the last blog of my trip. I can’t believe that a week from now I will be flying home. It’s hard to process. I feel like just yesterday it was January 15th and I was flying to Georgia to meet my team for the first time. But here it is, April 28th, and we have just completed our last 3 hour church service here in Barasat. I’m not a fan of “lasts”. Even before this trip I wasn’t a fan of lasts. The last day in America was tough. I was excited to leave but I was incredibly nervous at the same time. I’d never been away from my family...

My eyes are on the infinite grace of Jesus Christ. With my past behind me, and this world before me, I strive to take His grace to the nations. We all have a past. But what defines us is how we use our our future for Christ’s glory. I read recently in a book about how we ought to start living TODAY like it is our last day, because it could be. I don’t want to say, “tomorrow I will start sharing God with the nations.” I want to start saying, “How can I share Jesus with these people today?”  My time here in India has been one that God has used to...

There’s a boy at Asha. We’ll call him Sanji. When we arrived at the home he was quiet and withdrawn. He had only been there a few months. He cried often, didn’t respond to questions, and spent much of his time alone, staring off into space. He got picked on by the other boys a lot too. After weeks and weeks of different Aunties spending time alone with Sanji, holding him, telling him we loved him, wiping his tears away and praying for him, something happened. It was settle at first. He started to come alive. He would approach the Aunties with a smile on his face, excited...