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Malaysia has been truly amazing so far! My team is staying in George Town on the island of Panang.

We are doing a bunch of different ministries. Everything from fund raising at the hospital, working at a coffee shop, to helping at an art center. We have two teams here and we are spread pretty thin.

This month has been a roller coaster. We were told we are doing Unsung Heroes again... I would be lying if I said I was excited about it. Honestly I was pissed. I did not lik

              Something mystical happens on the world race in regards to public bathrooms. In the US we generally avoid doing our business in public places. I can remember countless times when I would hold it to the point of tears so that I could be in the comfort of my own toilet at home, my own porcelain throne.

              Well let me tell you, this all changes on the

[an overview of the raw musings of my heart]

Let’s start with Romans 12:1 –

“Therefore, I urge you, brothers, in view of God’s mercy, to offer your bodies as living sacrifices, holy and pleasing to God—this is your spiritual act of worship.”

Paul offers us a beautiful challenge. His imagery of complete and utter submission before the living God is incredible. We are human. He is God. He is worthy of it all, so we give it all.

Our lives are not our

New Audio from Christopher Neiswonger on Apologetics.com Radio: “How Should We Then Live?” (click link)

“Many years ago, Francis Schaeffer had the role of both prophet and poet to the evangelical world. Easily the most influential evangelical of the last century, he combined and uncommon understanding of the times with a spiritual insight into the condition of the human soul.

20 years old

No college degree

One co-teacher.

59 students

59 two and three-year-olds

10 MORE students expected after break.

Work starts at 5am

Work ends after the kids leave at 5pm.

This month, we have the privilege of living with some AMAZING people! Pastor Joseph and his wife, Frida, are hosting us in their home. Also living in the house are three INCREDIBLE young people. Joshua is eleven years old and one of the smartest kids you will ever meet. He runs up a

We could hear the shouts of "Mzungu, mzungu"  (white person) as soon as we pulled into the church driveway. The children's smiles stretched from ear to ear, their eyes shining. They gathered around the van before the Pastor even shut the engine off and  as  we opened the door, one of the little ones climbed  into the van and onto the lap of one of my squad mates. We were wrapped in hugs as soon as we climbed out of the van.

This scene replays in my mind

Never in a million years would I have thought that I would have found love in Ukraine.

But love is, in fact, all that I have found in Ukraine this month.

I’ll be honest; I came on the Race with Ukraine at the bottom of my “What country are you most excited to visit?” list. Although, I’m not sure why.

Maybe it was because I didn’t know the culture. I know of the culture in South America, Africa and East Asia- both the pros and cons- and not every country ca

About a week ago, Michael and I were walking with our Ukrainian friend Rudy to the children's hospital. On the way, Rudy ran into his acquaintance, Andrew. Rudy introduced us and what was supposed to be a 2 minute conversation turned into an hour long conversation which ended in prayer over Andrew's efforts to open up a home based orphanage. Michael wrote this blog about our meeting. 

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It’s kinda morbid, but I love cemeteries. 

I don’t know why I like them so much, most people avoid them. 

I especially love really old ones, like the one I’m sitting in right now.

I can’t read the oldest stones, they’re too faded. The oldest one I found, that I can read, was 1882. It’s not the oldest looking stone by far, but time hasn’t eroded away the evidence of dates and names for this one. 

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Brothers and sisters, I could not address you as people who live by the Spirit but as people who are still worldly—mere infants in Christ. 2 I gave you milk, not solid food, for you were not yet ready for it. Indeed, you are still not ready. 3 You are still worldly. For since there is jealousy and quarreling among you, are you not worldly? Are you not acting like mere humans? (1 Corinthians 3)

            This verse speaks

It is not very often that I have trouble obeying the Lord when he asks me to do something for others as that is what I LOVE to do!!!!  However, two Mondays ago when we were in Kampala on our day off, there was a family I noticed sitting in a coffee shop.  I wasn't sure if they were missionaries or just lived in Uganda.  I felt like the Lord wanted me to give a blue bead necklace that I had just purchased for my mom at a craft market to the mother in the family. 

I made it from Africa to Eastern Europe! 

Romania is my month nine out of eleven. After this I will go to Moldova, then Ireland. Time flies.

Some interesting things I've noticed about Romania:

They have these crazy futuristic coffee machines everywhere, that you put a dollar into, and a cup pops out with a freshly made latte or cappuccino. Talk about taking the human interaction out of things! To say hello, you say "Buna Ziua" (boo-na zee-wa) and to say 'how

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That word has always scared me to death. I grew up thinking people who got it were gross, to be completely honest. So, here's a little story for all you "germaphobes":) ....... Sometime last week I noticed a bug in my hair and pulled it out. It completely freaked me out. And there were three bugs that I pulled out of my head to follow. It was not a good morning. I was sure that they were not lice because they were so large. I was convinced that they were bugs from th

The other day I met a man. It's common, I know, but this was a divine appointment, I believe. Have you ever had those "divine appointments?" I always walk away feeling re-energized after speaking with people God puts in my path. 

I was heading to the baby hospital one day last week when we were unexpectedly introduced to a man named Andrew McVeigh who was here in Uzhgorod, Ukraine from England. He looked tired, but behind the tired eyes he was filled with so much