After a three hour bus ride became almost a six hour trip, our team arrived in Quito exhausted, but eager to begin this time with Inca Link and our new host, Gustavo. We walk into a gorgeous dorm … Read more about CHOOSE JOY
Pancakes, Tattoos, and Holy Spirit
My friends and I walk into a random shop to get a price for a small tattoo of a lightbulb, something we felt reflected our race so far. The man who worked the bar, C Bass, grew up in the states and … Read more about Pancakes, Tattoos, and Holy Spirit
Not Barbie Savior
This Christmas there is only one thing on my wish list, but before I tell you what I want, let me tell you what I've seen. After singing a few songs and praying for people we stand around with our … Read more about Not Barbie Savior
Do You Trust Me?
Vulnerability. It's hard. It's uncomfortable. It risks the chance of rejection. (Or so I've been told.) I stand on the deck of our ferry, watching the canoes out on the water. The kids … Read more about Do You Trust Me?
Ask Yourself A Question (Part II)
Santarem Oct 19th 5:30 a.m.We wake up to bright overhead lights, and the sounds of our ship docking in the harbor. We put away our hammocks and pack up our things. At this point we still have no plan … Read more about Ask Yourself A Question (Part II)
Ask Yourself A Question: Do I Feel Lucky? (Part 1)
This month looks a little different than most. The World Race has never been to several countries along our route, so for this month our job is to make new ministry contacts within these countries to … Read more about Ask Yourself A Question: Do I Feel Lucky? (Part 1)
Video: Say “Hello” To My Little Friend
Our time in Guyana was a time of awesome community with my team and diverse ministry throughout the area of Bartica. Full Gospel Ministries housed us and we spent a lot of time at their various church … Read more about Video: Say “Hello” To My Little Friend
Some People Are Worth Melting For
"I can't look people in the eye," he whispers. As I glance around at the kids in my group they all nod their heads in agreement, faces pointed down, hands covering their mouths. I'm in a cafeteria … Read more about Some People Are Worth Melting For
Love Means Never Having To Say You’re Sorry
It started with a seashell. The day before leaving for the World Race, my good friend John handed me a small shell with the word BELOVED written in dark marker, a sharp contrast to the smooth white … Read more about Love Means Never Having To Say You’re Sorry
