Am I really in Nepal sitting on the bare ground at a church service? Someone, please pinch me! Did I really just wake up to a view of the snowey Hymalayan Mountains? I've only heard of this place. Is this really my life?
church service
Ryan is in his room, laying on his bed listening to the church service, across the way. As I look through a banana tree, I see a woman washing her clothes on the rooftop. Can someone shoot me a reality check please?
Pause, did I really just get kissed twice by a 4 year old orphan girl as she passed by to go to children's church? Yes, this is my life. My life.
Solomni
Currently, I am sitting in the hallway at church next to people who eleven months ago, I did not know one bit. I did not know they even existed. But now, they know more of me than most people do. These are the people who I know that we'll be friends for life. Even more so, I know that I will always have a place to crash around the world.
Hold up, let's come back down to reality…did I really walk to the store the other night in a thunderstorm for a piece of chocolate? Rain pouring down, flashes of lightening, and rolls of thunder? Sometimes that piece of chocolate is the closet thing to home I have.
Did I really get my nose pierced with five other friends for only $6? (don't fret, extremely clean) Did I go to two different schools to do a VBS program? Is that even allowed back home? Wow, I can't believe this is my life.
hiking day
I've hiked mountains, prayed over lepers, loved on a mute woman, watched God's hand heal a paralyzed woman, ran the streets, prayer walked temples, ate Mexican, camped at the top of a mountain, grown closer with my new team, embraced hard times, prayed for a friend to get her passport, lisetened to that same friend inform us that her community in Alberta, Canada is being ransacked by forest fires, had tuff converstaions, held children, witnessed to Hindu women, didn't have enough food, but then had plenty. This is only a mere glimpse of my life here.
praying for people at an old folks home
I live out of a backpack. I wear the same clothes over and over and often never match. Good thing I do not mind. Most times I smell. My clothes smell. Rarely I shower…I mean a REAL hot water from a spout where it's-like-i'm-under-a-waterfall-shower. No need to make that grotesque face because I do bath, just not your typical Western shower. I use buckets full of ice cold water. Let's look on the bright side tho, this is better than no shower at all. I'm thankful.
VBS
I share a bed with Sandy where five women are staying. Our packs have seemed to have thrown up all over the room. On top of that little kids are always sticking their heads through our windows. Oh wait, did I mention our incredible rooftop view? Not just one, but two rooftops! Yeah, I'm blessed. All around mountains abound for miles on end.
My life. I am truely blessed beyond all measures. To be honest, I wouldn't have it any other way.
Reality check…this is indeed MY LIFE.
lucky kid
