home.

... & by "home," i mean YWAM home.

it's funny because the past 2 months seem like a dream. i've blinked & now all of a sudden, i'm back in this quiet little town. no rickshaw horns. no dirty streets. no slum kids. & i'm not sleeping in the same room with the same 5 girls tonight.  it's so strange, but i know it all happened. it wasn't a dream. it was all real & i lived it all. now i'm "home" & i find myself thinking that no place really seems like home right now. my heart is split between a lot of places & a lot of people around this world. it's a strange feeling, but not a bad feeling either. just new... i've never felt this way before.

so now it's 3:15am & i am headed to sleeeeeeeeeep.
i can't wait.
but my mind is racing with thoughts of india.
crazy. adventurous. wild. beautiful. broken. hopeful india.
wow. god changed my heart in that place. what a ride.
i left india with
several new life experiences.
so many stories.
a greater faith in God.
a better view of the world.
a heart full of hope & love for india.
& 10 people i love that feel as close as family.

i am so blessed.
god is so faithful.
he has turned ashes to beauty. that's the God i serve.

xo