It was a quiet room, but so loud. I sat with two of my best friends on the race, Lindsey and Patrick, and we talked. We shared stories of our month and how God had changed us so much. Tears flowed from my eyes speaking of the kids and the relationships that were formed. We watched the video I made and the video Patrick made. It was such a needed time with friends. Even now, words fail to explain that night and that moment.

 

We ended our night in the dark hallway praying for India, the people we met, each other, and our futures. That is how my month in India ended. It was the perfect way to leave, heartbroken and praising God.

 

This is what I am continuously reminded of now: the dark hallway after quiet hours in a monastery and the precious time with friends wondering what will happen to the kids I fell so madly in love with. It’s time like these I remember most from my race.

 

God was with the three of us in that hallway that night. He heard our prayers. He loved the love I shared and the tears shed for those kids. And, He called me that night.

 

That same night, I knew God was calling me back to Sarah’s Covenant Home. Since January, I’ve longed to be back. My mind flutters around and always lands back in a small town in India.

 

I remember this specific moment because now I know what happens in parts of their future. I know who will love them. I know what my future looks like. I know that their futures and my future merge yet again.

 

That being said, I’m excited to announce that I will be leading another Passport trip this time to Sarah’s Covenant Homes! I get to love on the kids I fell in love with and I get to introduce them to a new team. I get to combine my new passion of leading and empowering others with my uninhibited love for the kids at SCH. I’m so, so excited to be going back.

 

I’m currently sitting in Lilongwe, Malawi starting a final debrief with the Africa Expedition Passport team I’m leading. I will be home for 3 weeks and then leave for training camp at the end of August. I get longer than one day at home, but it’s still a short amount of time that is quickly filling up!

 

As soon as I found out I would be leading the trip to India, I told my AFX team. They proceeded to yell at the top of their lungs in the back of a truck in Mozambique. It’s crazy how so many paths are crossing right now, but it’s even crazier to think that the Lord knew all of this would happen back in a dark hallway in January.

 

Here I come all the kids.

Here I come Asher.

Here I come SCH.