Author: Adventures

Silver Spoons.

Today I met Patrick. Patrick, who is 24. Patrick who has his whole life ahead of him. Patrick, who used to be free. Patrick, who since 2004 has been bound to a bed. Patrick, who because he dropped a suitcase, was brutally beaten by the LRA until his back was broken making him a paraplegic. We prayed for him, and tears flowed down my cheeks. Flowed out of sorrow, out of empathy, and out of complete brokenness. I've been trying to figure out what I was supposed to learn from this situation, and only one thing has stuck out. That every single day, God's heart is completely broken for...

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Our Sunday Battles

We stood there, about to step into what felt like the Roman Colosseum, armed with only our Bibles and water bottles. The loud chants of the crowd and pounding of drums, we knew that this battle was not going to be an easy one. When the gates swung open and the bright light shone upon us, we stepped out onto the battlefield knowing that this fight was one that we must fight. Even though I am not the strongest or wisest among us, I was leading the charge. I had prepared all week to lead us into battle and was confident in my abilities, but still did not know how the outcome of the battle...

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I am handicap

I am perfectly healthy and am incredibly blessed and sometimes I struggle to remember to be thankful to the Lord who gave it all to me.   On Fridays we walk around the town of Lira and do “hut to hut” evangelism. This is such an incredible experience to meet some of the local people and build relationships with them. Last Friday we met 3 people in a family of many:  2 brothers, Tom and Julius, and a sister named Lydia. As we walked up to them we realized Tom was handicap. He began yelling and running around. Once our translator saw this he kept saying "he's...

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Safe in the middle of danger

My first thoughts after stepping foot in the Lira prison were the complete opposite thoughts I expected to have. I felt peace..hope..and the  overwhelming love of Christ. Not for one second did I feel unsafe. Two of our translators preached the gospel and the response was shocking. Many began to stand up and worship..others shared their testimonies. 2 SALVATIONS…and many that needed the prayer of healing. One boy’s piercing eyes and crossed arms caught my attention. I felt his heart was hardened but yet interested. I wanted nothing more than to go and have a conversation...

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Hope Is Alive

One of my favorite things about traveling is experiencing God's presence in all different kinds of places. It's so easy to put God in a box- to put Him in the church, or summer camp, or the state of Pennsylvania, or even the continent of North America, but how quickly He bursts out of that box. The first time I forreal experienced this overwhelming excitement about this realization (sorr for all the super big words!) was when I was touring Europe earlier this summer. It just randomly struck me one day, that the same God that was transforming kids' lives back home at camp, was...

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Break my heart for what breaks Yours.

Blogging is so difficult. It’s hard to put into words what’s been going on. I haven’t had that,”I’m in Africa” moment. Basically the whole time I’ve been here I’ve been numb. My heart is hard, and I haven’t wanted to soften it because I know it will break. It will break my heart to see everything around me. And it will change me forever. Africa has been such a culture shock and has been really overwhelming at times. But amongst all of these feelings, I know my “This is real life. I’m in Africa” moment is coming. And...

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