Chiapas...

We´re almost half way done with the outreach pase! And although I´ve only posted on or two posts in the past month, there is a perfectly good reason for it... It´s not very easy to find an internet cafe in the jungle. And here I am, in a little shack in San Cristobal, Chiapas, with crappy internet and the rather unpleasant smell of the slums wafting in. Or is that me? I mean, I know it´s been awhile since my last shower, but I´ve done a pretty good job using the river and some baby-wipes. Oh well. The families and kids I´ve been working with don´t smell much better, so I´ve gotten quite accustomed to the smell. In fact, I´d say I fit in rather well considering I have bright blonde hair and white skin. They don´t seem to complain.

I´m honestly loving every minute of it. Whether I´m playing soccer with the kids, or preaching in a church/street to their families, it has been a blessing. An opportunity of a lifetime. An experience to remember. A life to assume? A future to consider??

Ideas storm my brain as I entertain the thought of returning to Mexico for a long-term commitment. My heart breaks for the children of the street. The youth in desperate need of hope. Hope that can only be found in my Savior.

I feel called not only to the crowded streets of India, the trafficking center of the world, Thialand, and the voodoo capital, Benin, but I feel led to start a mission. A mission to ALL of these worlds. An orphanage? A ministry? A refuge? A hope. In all of these, there is a greater hope. A hope of a better day. A hope of a new tomorrow.