First off, I want to thank you for all of your support in prayers and finances. This trip would not be possible without you.
I can’t believe we’re leaving tomorrow!! We have been preparing for this trip for a year now, so it feels a little like Christmas. I wanted to let you know some specific prayer requests before I go. AND it turns out I will probably have nightly wifi access! So, I will try to post a (very short) daily update on our ministry and any further prayer requests. So be sure to check back!
I’ll tell you: the thing I am most excited for on this trip is the time we will be spending as a team. These kids are very special to me as I have seen many of them grow up over several years. We will get some processing time each night, and I will be praying for wisdom and discernment; for God to speak through me to these youth about this experience. Missions were an integral part of my faith journey, so I hope that this trip produces long-term effects not just for the church in Chile, but also in the hearts of the youth on our team (and us adults, too, of course!).
While attending PLU the first two years of college, I used mostly public transportation-45 minutes of bus ride, with several transfers. There were many, many frustrations over those months, but when I think back on one in particular, I smile every time.
It was a five-minute wait til my next bus would arrive, taking me the last leg of my journey home, and I really, really had to go potty. I had already passed the bus stop with a public restroom, so I was left dreading the antsy ride home. Until I spotted it… A restroom! I’d never seen this one before. Had they put in a public restroom recently?
I rushed over, praising God for His wonderful provision. Looking forward to sweet relief when…
Locked! What!? Why? Oh man! It must be an employee potty…
I turned around ready to mope back over to the bus stop only to see my bus pulling in early. Oh no! I ran over and caught it just in time. Gosh! If I’d actually gone into the restroom, even for 30 seconds, I would have missed my bus. Thank God.
In this new age of the web log (a.k.a. blog), it seems that everyone and their brother has an outlet online. Everyone except me, of course. I have never felt that many people would care as much about my personal problems as to read a daily or even weekly entry online about them. Still, the idea was tempting, and I could not help feeling a little left out. Read the rest of this entry »