love Madagascar

Two weeks ago, it rained for 2 days straight. If you need to know anything about Madagascar, its that most of the roads here are NOT paved. This means there usually isn't a road that isn't full of potholes, crevices deep enough to hide soldiers in in the event of war, and red clay that just makes everything worse when wet. This particular time, I had been traveling to a different city and didn't know that it had rained. This is problematic only on 1 road that I travel weekly. My national partner and I gear up and head for the village. On the way, I realize that the road was still very wet from the rain. This road has 2 main problem areas. The first being a small hill that is completely slick (meaning no rocks or crevices) red clay. Got up that hill. Thank goodness for 4wd! The second problem area, not as exciting. This is a picture of this specific hill when it's dry This hill is high. It has two main crevices and what isn't in the crevice are rocks. There i

A typical week can be an emotional roller-coaster. Just ask anyone on the field and they will probably tell you about how the power got cut and they forgot about their wet laundry in the washing machine and how it frustrated them. Then they will tell you about the hard day that they had and cried their eyes out for most of it. And then (as if that wasn't enough), they will share their joy with you about the 1 person that accepted Jesus, because sometimes you can share and share and share and only 1 person sees their need for a Savior. Sometimes its just too much. Need after need is brought to you, expecting to be fulfilled. Anywhere from "foreigner, my house is falling apart, fix it" to "yes! Tell us about Jesus because the people need to know hope that will change their lives." There is not enough you to fulfill all the needs. There is not enough money or time or words. I love what the Lord has called me to. I love that I live where the people are friendly