"I'm running away! Nobody loves me," I yelled at my father. I was only about 6 or 7 years old and convinced that neither he or anyone else in my family loved me. I marched to my dresser … Read more about I’m running away from home
I like my down comforter, but my African Khanga is still my security blanket
"This is my culture, this is my culture, this is my culture," I told myself as I washed my hands. I'd already been stunned by the automatic flushing toilet (before I even had the joy of … Read more about I like my down comforter, but my African Khanga is still my security blanket
The embarrassing things I forgot to talk about on the race
I kept waking up last night. It wasn't anything new. It was only what seemed to be the 100th overnight bus ride that I've had over the last 11 months. I was sitting beside Jodi, in front of Robin and … Read more about The embarrassing things I forgot to talk about on the race
We only have two weeks left…what can God really do with that?
“It makes me so sad,â€� a girl on my team said. “I don’t know where to go from here,â€� added another. “It’s kind of frustrating…â€� yet another. “I found myself not even wanting to … Read more about We only have two weeks left…what can God really do with that?
This is why we can’t give up now. Or ever.
Her name is Nook. And she is no longer a prostitute. I met her on the first night we were out on Bangla Road, going from bar to bar seeing which girls would talk to us, play games with us, and who … Read more about This is why we can’t give up now. Or ever.
Transforming Toch Village
There are 40 people on my squad. 40 people who are doing what I am doing, only most are meeting different people than I meet, experiencing different things that I experience, but God is using each and … Read more about Transforming Toch Village
This isn’t the way it’s supposed to be
Her name is Nook. Her eyes get wide as we play Jenga and she carefully places the block in her hand on top. She's really pretty, 26 years old, and studied marketing for a couple of years. She has … Read more about This isn’t the way it’s supposed to be
I heart Cambodia
This last month was unlike any others. Obviously-- we were in a different country. But since the beginning I decided I was going to love Cambodia. I had fun despite the sweat constantly rolling down … Read more about I heart Cambodia
Boys take your shovel and run
"I'm a man hater," I confided to Jodi. It was August 22. My birthday. Day 12 of the race. We were cleaning up a park and I was trying to pull weeds out using a shovel, only one of the … Read more about Boys take your shovel and run
