My Letter to Future Goers
Well my friends, all good things must come to an end. To quote my homeboy Tolkien, “I will not say: do not weep; for not all tears are an evil.” But alas, here we are at the end of two years after oceans and mountains, laughs and tears, and a whole lot of God doing some pretty neat things (usually in spite me me!). To my friends, family, and supporters: thank you! This journey was incredible primarily because you were a part of it. Let’s keep this thing up! To future Goers, I’m sorry. I can’t sum up everything I’d like to say to you in a succinct blog post. I’ll do my best, but if… Read more >>
Nervous but Excited, pt. 2
Today was my last day in the Middle East (for now…). The call to prayer woke me up unfortunately (I usually sleep through it…) at 5 am, I rode a crowded metro into the heart of the city, spent my morning haggling with vendors over a pocket full of pyramid souvenirs, followed a stranger into a sketchy back alley to buy shoes, ate a bean sandwich for breakfast at 2:00pm, me and my roommate just ate dinner with our hands while sitting on the floor, and I slammed back a cup of Turkish coffee at 9:00pm. Today was my last day in the Middle East, and it wasn’t much different from any… Read more >>
The Unlikely Power of the Spirit
God promised to give us a Helper, his Spirit, that would guide us, give us words to speak, and help us be apart of building His Kingdom. We constantly read that we’re to walk in the power of the Spirit, but what does this even look like? The more I’m praying for it, the more I’m seeing it, but I’m finding it realized in ways I least expected. When I think of walking in the Spirit, I honestly imagine leaving my house in the morning with my heart on fire, my face glowing, and feeling an emotional boost that would leave any youth camp spiritual high in the dust. But, I’m finding… Read more >>
The Rabbit Hole
The Rabbit Hole There’s this thing -actually more it’s like a phenomenon that happens when you choose to hang out with your majority friends in this country. My roommate calls it “going down the rabbit hole”, and it basically means whatever you envisioned would happen when you agreed to hang out with your friend will undoubtedly turn into something you couldn’t have imagined even if you had wanted to. Last night, a friend named Moe that I hadn’t seen since he travelled at the beginning of the summer invited me to drink tea; instead, we fell down a rabbit hole. … Read more >>