Author: Adventures

      It seems that every time I go on a missions trip or every summer at camp, one kids grabs a hold of my heart. Being here for three months, I knew it was bound to happen here, just like it has in the past. Gabby, Colten, Zoe, and Hyatt are a few of the kids who grabbed my heart and still have it. I think about those kiddos regularly and how bizarre it is these pint sized people consume my thoughts and my prayers often.    I love that Jesus uses children to show me his magnitude and glory.    The first time we headed to the Cerebral Palsy...

A few weeks ago, our team had the honor of having breakfast for dinner at the AIM base here in Antigua. I was expecting our time there to be enjoyable because…well, we were having breakfast for dinner. That’s always enjoyable. Noe picked us up from our hostel and we rode in the back of his pick up truck to a beautiful house a few miles away from our home. As we walked in the house, we were instantly greeted by friendly faces and fresh fruit. The team at the base welcomed us in like we were family. I had no idea that by the end of the night, I would actually be calling them...

     The past month our ministry has been to help at a cerebral palsy hospital a few days a week. This hospital houses over 75 wheelchair-bound sufferers whose ages range from two to 35. We help with the daily tasks which include: chopping vegetables for their one meal of mush, spoon feeding them their mush, changing them, bathing them, folding mass amounts of daily laundry, and most importantly loving on them (talking, playing, holding). By working there God has softened my heart an incredible amount. He has shown me how to love unconditionally and made me appreciate...

You know that one song that talks about African plains and Asian believers? Most people who listen to Christian radio or watch inspirational slide shows about missions have heard it. Since K Love plays in my house in Bozeman and in all the Keena cars, I have had my fair share of this song.  I remember listening to it in fourth grade with a friend who was a missionary kid in Tanzania. That was eight years ago so I assure you, I know this song well. In fact, I've kinda grown numb to it.  A lot of songs we sing in church or hear on the radio are overplayed and then we often...

 Something I couldn’t comprehend, I would get more upset seeing the stray dogs roaming the streets and the baby kittens that were waiting to be adopted then I was for his people. Seriously?! I truly thought there was something wrong with me! Yes it saddens me to see how some people are forced ro live but I was trying to convince myself to be upset. It bothered me beyond belief that I wasn’t heartbroken over the sons and daughters of Christ. So I started pursuing the Lord and praying “God would you break my heart for what breaks yours”. On September 13 we went to a hospital right up the road...