Hello from Calcutta! What a week it has been! This time last week I was boarding a 24-hour train to Calcutta. After a few detours and a surprise stay on the beach we arrived 48 hours later. We have gotten settled in our new home and we love it here. We miss SCH but are excited for the new things that await us. We are working at an all boys home. Pastor Sam and his wife and 6-month-old beautiful daughter have adopted 18 of the sweetest and most well behaved boys from ages 4 to 14. Since the day I met them I have been in love! Pastor Sam and his wife are giving these boys not only a home but...

Today it was Veronica's birthday!  Veronica is 20 years old.  She is blind.  She was found on the streets and someone brought her to SCH.  She had been sold, trafficked and was used at others disposal.  She has 2 children, we're sure where they were. We knew very little about Veronica because she speaks Hindi, not the local dialect of Telugu, and she didn't like to speak, well actually she didn't seem to like much of anything.  Most of the time she seemed rather lifeless.   From the first time I heard about...

Anyone who knows me will attest that I love food. I love to cook and I love to eat. People will often joke about my ability to “put it away”. Food is a weakness of mine. I use it for comfort and satisfaction. It lifts me up when I am down, and serves as a means of satisfying boredom. When left to ponder, my mind wanders to food. I enjoy the luxury of being able to snack as I please, and eat as much as I like. In India I daydream about curry and naan, and sometimes luxuries from home i.e. whole wheat bread. I lack self –control; in dietary choices, and other facets of...

God worked through me to serve 83 kids with disabilities. It was the most stretching experience in my life. From 10:00 AM to 2:00 PM almost everyday, I had kids hanging off my arms or jumping on my back. At first this was incredibly overwhelming, but by the end of the trip it was normal. I learned to embrace their love instead of sending it away. It was a struggle not to yell "Po!", which means go in Telegu, each time a kid decided to cling to me. It is almost sad to say that the only words I learned in Telegu were "Wanda-nalu, agoo, po, and kucho", which mean...

Things I will never forget … Meeting my team for the first time I was scared to meet them and begin this adventure, but training camp was an amazing start to building life-long friendships.                                                        Getting our Punjabi's and Saree                                       We were excited...

We have about a month and a half left here in India. We are all in awe of how quickly the time has gone by. But last night at feedback I had a bit of a revelation. It was a kind of what am I doing here moment. Not why did I come to India, that much I know: God called me here. But it was more of what am I accomplishing here. When I leave will I leave knowing I did something. Or will I leave with regrets; should I have loved on the kids more, spent more time with them. Should I have had a better attitude during certain tasks. Last week we lost Yemima, she was only 5 years old. Three separate...