This past month in Thailand has been one of the hardest of my life. Sickness, spiritual warfare, and a feeling of being so isolated from God and my friends, teammates and family brought me down to an all time low. The intense ministry in Chang Mai Thailand was one of the hardest yet most rewarding experiences I have had on the race. Working in the bars in the red light district building relationships with the prostitutes was challenging on a completely different level. I had a hard time understanding that this lifestyle was a reality for those girls and a way of life. God truly broke me last month, I ended up back in the Thai hospital because I collapsed and hit my head open, causing a pretty deep gash in my head and a slight concussion. I was by myself when this happened and dont remember anything except waking up in the hospital covered in blood and the Thai doctors telling me they didn’t know exactly what happened to me, but I was brought in by the rescue squad. I had my purse, credit cards and passport with me at the time, but nothing had been touched or stolen. I just couldn’t understand why this was happening to me and what the Lord was trying to teach me. Our Gracious God delivered, I was healed sent back with my teammates and headed off to debrief on the island of Kho Samed. What happened there was truly a turning point in my life….
