After leaving the desert, we loaded on a bus and made our way to our "in-between" location where we spent a week. There we did a burn (worship night) and did some church and street ministry.
Although I felt better when leaving the desert, my sickness came back upon arrival at our new home. It was so long ago that I don't remember much but I do remember sitting in the bathroom under the shower head, just crying out to the Lord to heal me, wishing that the water would soak into my veins and magically do something to rehydrate my body. My heart was so weary and it hurt so bad, oh how I missed my family, I missed american food, I missed America in general… "God, help me!" I thought.
Our team was supposed to go to church that day, I was feeling sick but decided to press through and go anyways. We sat in a tiny room, filled with people and listened to such a wonderful sermon about being real and not trying to pretend that your life is perfect.
The next day I called my mom and had one of the most wonderful conversations with her. I told her how I was, how I was feeling, what I was thinking and she picked me right up and told me to forget about them and to press in and press through and to give it my all because it was worth it… and when I realized she was right, I did one of the most difficult things I had ever done in my life… I abandoned my family, I surrendered them and gave them over to the Lord and that's when I knew it was all going to be okay. The next few days were spent talking to and loving on the precious people of India then, it was time to pack up and travel to our next and final destination.
Although I felt better when leaving the desert, my sickness came back upon arrival at our new home. It was so long ago that I don't remember much but I do remember sitting in the bathroom under the shower head, just crying out to the Lord to heal me, wishing that the water would soak into my veins and magically do something to rehydrate my body. My heart was so weary and it hurt so bad, oh how I missed my family, I missed american food, I missed America in general… "God, help me!" I thought.
Our team was supposed to go to church that day, I was feeling sick but decided to press through and go anyways. We sat in a tiny room, filled with people and listened to such a wonderful sermon about being real and not trying to pretend that your life is perfect.
The next day I called my mom and had one of the most wonderful conversations with her. I told her how I was, how I was feeling, what I was thinking and she picked me right up and told me to forget about them and to press in and press through and to give it my all because it was worth it… and when I realized she was right, I did one of the most difficult things I had ever done in my life… I abandoned my family, I surrendered them and gave them over to the Lord and that's when I knew it was all going to be okay. The next few days were spent talking to and loving on the precious people of India then, it was time to pack up and travel to our next and final destination.
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