This past month has been a dousy for me. A lot has went down. A lot of tears have been shed. A lot of questions asked. And a lot of silence from the Lord. It's been hard. There I said it. I'm not perfect. I'm not always sunshine and rainbows. And I'm speaking honestly when I say sometimes being a missionary is not all tea and crumpets. The ministry we are working with is amazing. We have been partnered with a YWAM base in Panama City for the past 6 weeks and the staff and vision here are both wonderful. It's been an honor to work along side them and bless them in anyway...

This past month I have been working alone or just with Dany for the most part. So when I finally have the chance to visit with a teamate I want to tell them all about the events of my day. They have come to know the phrase, "I have ANOTHER story for you!" very well! They also know to not expect anything close to normal. For some odd reason the strangest things happen to me. I don't want to leave you out on these events, so here are the mini and summarized versions of a few of my "I can't believe that just happened!!" moments. -A stray cat and Iguana got in a...

So this past Saturday & Sunday our team took a little journey to the jungle. Here is my journal entry of 24 hours of our excursion: "Wow it's been one heck-of-a past 24 hours. Luckily it's Saturday which means we got to sleep in today until 7:30  I woke up to my roommates (Madi, Laura & S'mores(Moriah)) screaming HAPPY BIRTHDAY YOU OLD FART! YOU'RE 19! I finished packing up my bag for our overnight trip to the jungle and went up to breakfast to find the rest of the team scurrying around avoiding all contact with me while passing around a yellow...

When I was in school, I was one of those good kids. One of those nerds who always turned my homework in on time and studied hard for every test. And I had the grades to prove it. My dream for as long as I can remember was to work in the medical field. Clinics, hospitals and using all that fun science stuff with those big words no one ever understands. That was the desire of my heart and was I open to anyway God wanted to use me…. In that field of work. Teaching. Not really on my radar. Kids can be too much at times. And groups of them… woah slow down. But as we know, our plans...

Bar ministries. Something I have never done or really even thought about doing. But when we were told that we were going to be doing ministry at the casino, talking to the prostitutes (prostitution is legal here in Panama) I was nervous and yet so excited to see what God had in store. I wanted to have something tangible to give to the girls when we talked to them. So I made about 20 cards with verses on them to hand out and we also bought flowers to give out as well.  Our group headed into the city with David (the director of the YWAM base here) and I got more nervous the closer we got...

Each and every night since I began my job here at YWAM Panama, I check my hands and feet for new cuts, scrapes, bites, or bruises. This is, of course, after I have washed of the obvious thick layer of dirt and sweat. While I am doing this there is one thing I can gurantee, I am smiling! You see, that is because I love my days here. Each day holds something new. I might be working with a hammer, rake, sledgehammer, pick-axe, garden hose, drill, saw, or broom. Talk about variety! Working on grounds has taught me a lot. It has also made me work harder than I have ever had to, in my life....