A Hug From God

Touch. That’s a word I am very familiar with. Anybody who has spent even just a day with me can tell you that I like to touch a lot. Not in any inappropriate way of course. It’s my love language; a simple tap from me, or a hug is my way of showing people that I feel comfortable around them and that I care for them.    Many people really like that about me. Many people find it peculiar. Some people just think it is straight up annoying, which, if I’m being honest, is a feeling probably warranted… who would have thought that not everyone’s love language...

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Breaking The Shell

We I first arrived in Jamaica we got off the plane and I felt that we were just throw right in to everything and it had been a long day already waiting at the airport to leave. So I felt like I  didn’t want to be there and I didn’t want to get to know anyone. I just wanted my mom. I refused to eat anything that was new me. I just wanted to be home.My leaders Rachel and Kirsten each took me a side and told me it was okay to feel like this and it was okay to miss home. They encouraged me to not only to eat but to try new things. So I started slowly working on things, but I was...

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Goodbyes

Saying goodbye is so hard and I have had many, many goodbyes over the past few days. I  said a very emotional and teary-eyed goodbye to my team mates, some of which I may never see again on this earth, but I know that I will get to spend eternity with them in heaven. W e said tough goodbyes to many Jamaicans who will also be in heaven one day.  But even harder than those was the goodbyes said to the unsaved people of Jamaica. The broken, lost, and hurting. The ones who put up barriers to the gospel. The ones who we so desperately tried to reach but they refused Jesus’s gift of...

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The Weight of Glory

10 days, only 10 days I was able to spend in Jamaica, but wow did God make the most out of that very short time. He stretched me physically emotionally and definitely spiritually in ways I have never been stretched before. 2 Corinthians 4:17 says “For this light momentary affliction is preparing for us an eternal weight of glory beyond all comparison”?? these past two weeks have definitely been another step in preparing me for that oh so sweet weight of glory.Me, tyler, and over 20 girls, makes for a pretty crazy experience, and I had no clue what to expect. I decided that I was...

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Ziar

Title: ZiarFirst let me start by saying all the kids here in Jamaica are so amazing. They are so fun and loving and you can just tell that they love to be loved and played with. One little boy has really stood out to me among the rest. His name is Ziar and he is 5 years old. I’ve been watching him for about two days now, he doesn’t talk to anyone and when you go up to talk to him he runs away. I tried so many times to connect with him and he just wouldn’t let me. Finally I bribed him into coming over to me by giving him one of the “Jesus loves me bracelets” I brought...

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The Last Supper

As we come upon our last day in Jamaica, emotions flood. This place has taught me: how to love others well, that it is okay to not be okay, that you’re gonna get called “whitie” every day so just get over it now, you will sweat in places unimaginable, 23 girls CAN actually get along for 2 weeks (praise the lord), 200 Jamaican dollars does not make you rich, mosquito spray is like gold over here, sleepovers with locals actually aren’t that weird, journal every little thing or you’ll forget it all, the meat WILL have bones in it, no matter how safe it looks, your...

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