Author: Adventures

               By this time tomorrow, I’ll be in another country. I still can’t wrap my mind around that. Training camp has been pretty crazy, but I feel like our team has meshed together really well. The first day in Atlanta, after riding the Marta, we arrived in a place called the SafeHouse. They’re an organization that provides ministries for the homeless and that’s where we would be sleeping for the first night. Late that night, we were given the opportunity to go out onto the streets and just talk to people. We walked a...

The day I left for training camp I found a card that my dad had snuck into my backpack. On the front of the card was a picture of a little girl pushing a big rock with all her might, a rock that clearly could not be easily moved, especially by a child as small as her. He wrote inside that over these next four months in Guatemala I will probably feel like that little girl often. He encouraged me that even when I feel like the task I am striving to accomplish is impossible, it is not because God is with me, and he is ultimately my strength. When I read that card for the first time I knew that...

                                   I’m sitting on my 3-storey bunk bed enjoying the cool, soft breezed, Georgian rain. I am in love with this weather. After a season of heat and humidity, this is just exactly what I need.             Seeing, hearing the drops of rain bring so much comfort to me during this training. Not that it was so taxing or hard, but this rain is such a glimpse of God being such a good father. He really cares about...