Author: Adventures

Upon arrival at the airport I was nervous about meeting the team I would be living in community with for the next three month. Little did I know that would be the first f many challenges i would be overcoming this week. The first night for example, I had to let go of my pre-conceived idea that I would be sleep in a warm bed for a solids nights rest, I soon found out that was not going to to be the case. Instead, we were split up in groups of about ten and sent out to the streets of downtown Atlanta to brave the cold and become homeless. Our team met many of the men who sleep in the cold...

“Then He called his disciples and the crowd to come over and listen as he said… If any of you wants to be my follower, you must put aside your selfish ambition, shoulder your cross, and follow me. If you try to keep your life for yourself, you will lose it. But if you give up your life for my sake and for the sake of the Good News you will find true life. And how do you benefit if you gain the whole world but lose your own soul in the process?” This is our last week in the beautiful home we call Nsoko. And what a perfect ending to a place that has changed us each so...

I came to Swazi land thinking that I would help people. That is the purpose of missions right? To change the world by showing Christ’s love to the broken and needy. What more noble cause is there than to love an aids orphan or to sit with a woman whose daughter has just died? I have discovered though that missions is so much more than that. It’s about Christ changing me and shaping me into the woman he wants me to be. It’s about seeing him in the little things like a child’s smile. It’s about him using the people of Nsoko...

We sing out these words all the time in worship and sometimes I think we barely think about what we are asking God to do in our lives. We are asking him for hurt, for pain, for burdens. These words became so true in my heart late Monday night. Two of our leaders were up late talking in the kitchen of our team house here in Nsoko, the last thing they expected was a small face to appear in the window muttering “Bailey.” Pamela at once recognized the young girl as Abigail, a young girl I had made friends with the previous Friday. They came and got me immediately and as soon as...