There are pigs everywhere here and it has been my constant desire to catch one.   The other afternoon after we finished teaching preschool, my team and I were walking to lunch. As I focused on dodging traffic, one of my teammates ran into the middle of the road. And then I saw it: a tiny little black piglet caught in front of a city bus. She punched her fist to the sky and motioned at the bus to stop then squatted down to grab the pig. But the pig dashed off, going under the bus. She panicked and scooted back. So I ran forward without hesitation and scooped the little guy up....

Let me share with you what we call “Scary Cookies.” These, my friends, are cookies with horribly grotesque looking faces on each side. They are cream filled and the cream oozes out their eyes–making a scary cookie even more…well, scary. These along with Tiger cookies, Jim Jams, Crackies, Krack Jacks, ect… have become a constant in my life over the past few weeks. I say this not to worry parents. They are feeding us here. We eat very well and the cook, Thomas, loves to feed us and loves to take requests. However, for some reason India has had a bad...

  Last weekend some of my friends and I took a weekend trip to Mumbai. It started off with us missing our bus to the train station, a 12 hour train ride there, getting there at 4:30 in the morning going to the Gateway of India in the pitchblack, finding out we were standing in front of the Taja Hotel just as it started to pour down rain. With no place to go and nothing to do until 10, we decided to go into the hotel cafe and have a cup of chai, this was not what I was expecting on our weekend trip! After breakfast we joined the Indian laughing club as we passed them on...

 Last weekend a little less than half of our group went to Mumbai. While there, we visited two organizations specifically for children of prostitutes. The first was run by The Salvation Army and was a home specifically for daughters of prostitutes. There were abotu 30 girls whose ages ranged from 3 to 12 or 13. Walking into the home, I immediately realized the harsh blandness. Grey concrete walls-an entrance that leads into the main room (where we played and had our story time) and three rooms branchin goff of the main room. The girls’ bedroom is the most joyful room-about...

Well, we have two weeks left. This still blows my mind. I still feel like it was our first day here and we were just getting used to what life in India was like. Now everything that felt so strange to us seems so normal.   This week what has really been on my heart is surrender. Giving up everything that we think we have a rite to and surrendering it to Him. We have a rite to nothing, and everything we have,all we are is His. That is what I have been taught so far on this trip. Offering our bodies up as living sacrifices to him, that is the only true way to worship him. That is what He...

When thinking about what to write my blog about this week, all that kept coming to mind was the absolutely ridiculous dreams I have been having recently.  In American, I don’t normally remember my dreams unless they are really strange, but for some reason my ones recently have been quite memorable.  But let me preface this blog by saying that my malaria pills do not have strange dreams as a side effect so do not blame it on that.   The first dream I remember having here was way back in Bangalore during the first week of our trip and it was about Wal-Mart.  I...