Hello All!
I am so so sorry that I have not been updating this blog as much as what is probably expected. Our schedule is pretty busy and the wifi is not the best. BUT we are now in Chiang Mai, Thailand working in orphanages and getting sponsorship updates from the kids. The hotel we are staying at gets a lot better wifi so I will try my best to take this time and break down this incredible experience thus far. Also, I’m sorry this is probably going to be all over the place. My thoughts are everywhere. 
The first team we had were from Colorado and I seriously LOVED them. The friendships that were made are connections that I never want to forget and are so very special to me. A lot of the team were high schoolers, and I’m telling you, they are the funniest, coolest, most friendly high schoolers I have ever met. I love them all so much and I learned so much from them. Their great spirit and joy rubbed off on me whenever we were around each other. I also loved the moms on the team. I was so thankful for them all and loved how they took me in as their own. They were always so encouraging to me and never let me go a day without feeling special. Overall, I love the entire team so very much. I’m so thankful that God put us all together to serve Him together.
Going back to the Minefield is something that I am still processing. I could write about it all day, but to shorten it up, I fell in love with every single child there. I think last time I went, I really only paid close attention to Von and Udan. Those two boys will always be close to my heart, but I’m thankful God gave me the eyes to love on each child that stood in front of me. I love the Minefield Village, and I see that God is working in there slowly but surely, but it is still a very broken place. You can see the poverty on the scraped legs and infected bites on the children’s legs. The beat up feet from walking miles with no shoes. The rotting teeth on the children’s smiles. It hurts to see these things, but I trust that God will work in that village and his presence will light up every inch of darkness in that place. Will you trust these things with me?
One incident that really stuck out to me was a boy named Nae and his watery eyes the first day we showed up at the Minefield. All of the kids were playing with us, jumping on us, hugging us, and I noticed the sad look on Nae’s face as he stood watching everyone by himself. So, I approached him and got a translator to ask what was wrong. He had a handmade cast on his arm, made out of some type of wood. It was being held up by an old piece of cloth, used as a sling. He was holding in his cry because he was in pain. He told us that another child had ran into him and his arm was really hurting. Karla, the founder of LightBridge, took off the cast to get a better look. His arm was clearly broken, and he needed to get medical attention for it. When we asked him if we could take him to the medical clinic, he said no because his mom doesn’t have any money. We told him they wouldn’t have to pay and he still said no because his mom would be upset with him. We asked him if we could go talk to him mom, and he said that his home is an hour walk from the school. We continued to ask questions and he told us that he was pushed off of a roof about 20 days ago. 20 days. This little boy went 20 days with a broken arm after having very little medical attention for it. My heart broke for him. I just wanted to give him all of the love I had. He was sad, quiet and in pain that day, but I was so happy to see him with a smile on his face and a real cast on his arm 2 days later. Somehow, Karla had gotten him help. I was so thankful to see him happy and playing with the other kids. It was truly a blessing.
That was just one of the many stories I have from my few days at the Minefield. I just love it there so much. The feeling I have when I’m at the Minefield feels like I’m in a dream, as cliche as that sounds. I was just never sure if I was ever going to go back. For the past 2 years, I’ve dreamed of coming back. It was something I had always been praying for, but I always felt like I wasn’t good enough to go back. But again, I’m still processing what’s it’s all like and what God is doing in my heart from the Minefield. I really just love those kids so very much. Being around them is the most filling feeling in the world. Being able to serve them, being able to see them grow in God; it’s something my heart could never get tired of.
I truly just love it here. I would live here if I were asked in a heart beat. I love home, don’t get me wrong, but it almost feel like a hole is filled when I am here. I just feel complete. I feel like I’m where I’m supposed to be.




