The next place we lived was a youth hostel about an hour away from our first location. It was in a bigger town, and closer to the ocean. I loved it there. It was amazing. At this particular location we did a lot of church and youth ministry!
One sunday we went to a church and we taught on being free from fear and passivity. It was so incredible to see the transformation that took place in the hearts of the people, they were discovering who they were as children of God! Each member of our team got to speak on something or lead a small group, so that was really amazing.
The conference at the church was so successful, we decided to do the same thing at the youth conference a few days later. God was showing up. We even performed the lifehouse Everything skit and it was so powerful, the youth loved it and were really able to relate to it. Jesus SO loves people. He loves them and that's it. It's who He is, it's what He does and nothing could ever change that. It was so amazing to be able to watch Him gently touch the hearts of youth right before my eyes and to see them transformed. He is good.
Now, India wasn't all ministry all the time, we did other things too. We loved to try and scare each other, we loved going out to eat at different places (I mostly ate fried rice everywhere we went, always a safe bet, so if you ever need to know which place has the best fried rice, I'm your girl!), we loved watching movies, and playing games. We just had fun at whatever we did. Well.. mostly.... Up until this point I hadn't gotten sick at all which was a major blessing, but one night... Oh one night I got really sick. I woke up in the middle of the night and was sick to my stomach. Now, I wasn't sure what was going on but all I knew was I needed a bathroom. I rant to the bathroom and right when I got there I threw up. Ugh I'm sorry if that's too much information, but it happened. It was so gross (just like any time anyone pukes)... and it went on all night and all the next day. All the girls on the team had made a pact that whenever someone was sick, we'd all help each other out. Well, my poor roommates stuck with me and held my hair back and rubbed my back and gave me wet wash cloths to put on my face. They were so sweet and amazing and loyal and they nursed me back to health.
After I was all better I went out on an adventure one day with another girl from my team and decided to cut my hair off. Now, I LOVED my hair. I had been growing it out for three and a half years and it was so long and so beautiful, but I wanted a haircut so I got one. I loved it (but regret it now). Just for the record, it was so much easier to take care of in India than long hair. It wasn't as heavy, it didn't make my neck hot, and it was so convenient not to have to brush the tangles out of it.
Finally, it was time to pack up and move again, this time, we were taking a three day train ride... Little did we know, chaos was about to strike.
One sunday we went to a church and we taught on being free from fear and passivity. It was so incredible to see the transformation that took place in the hearts of the people, they were discovering who they were as children of God! Each member of our team got to speak on something or lead a small group, so that was really amazing.
The conference at the church was so successful, we decided to do the same thing at the youth conference a few days later. God was showing up. We even performed the lifehouse Everything skit and it was so powerful, the youth loved it and were really able to relate to it. Jesus SO loves people. He loves them and that's it. It's who He is, it's what He does and nothing could ever change that. It was so amazing to be able to watch Him gently touch the hearts of youth right before my eyes and to see them transformed. He is good.
Now, India wasn't all ministry all the time, we did other things too. We loved to try and scare each other, we loved going out to eat at different places (I mostly ate fried rice everywhere we went, always a safe bet, so if you ever need to know which place has the best fried rice, I'm your girl!), we loved watching movies, and playing games. We just had fun at whatever we did. Well.. mostly.... Up until this point I hadn't gotten sick at all which was a major blessing, but one night... Oh one night I got really sick. I woke up in the middle of the night and was sick to my stomach. Now, I wasn't sure what was going on but all I knew was I needed a bathroom. I rant to the bathroom and right when I got there I threw up. Ugh I'm sorry if that's too much information, but it happened. It was so gross (just like any time anyone pukes)... and it went on all night and all the next day. All the girls on the team had made a pact that whenever someone was sick, we'd all help each other out. Well, my poor roommates stuck with me and held my hair back and rubbed my back and gave me wet wash cloths to put on my face. They were so sweet and amazing and loyal and they nursed me back to health.
After I was all better I went out on an adventure one day with another girl from my team and decided to cut my hair off. Now, I LOVED my hair. I had been growing it out for three and a half years and it was so long and so beautiful, but I wanted a haircut so I got one. I loved it (but regret it now). Just for the record, it was so much easier to take care of in India than long hair. It wasn't as heavy, it didn't make my neck hot, and it was so convenient not to have to brush the tangles out of it.
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