News on the Outreach

Well, it turns out that Haiti is no longer an option. I can't say I'm not disappointed, but I rust its for the best. The base there is not very safe due to damages caused in the hurricane. Our leaders didn't want to risk deaises and separation between our team. My leaders are husband and wife and they couldn't bring the children into the nation, so we are sticking together in Guadeloupe! I leave the 7th of December and return January 29th. I'm very happy things worked out and my team seems to be unified that Haiti isn't for this season. I trust my leaders they've prayed and this is the outcome. It also is nice because we don't have to fly through Miami. I didn't want to go to the States for fear I'd catch a bus home...Just kidding.

I've learned all these new skits and evangelistic performances. We had a dts dance party the other night for three hours. I love dancing with my classmates because we never judge each others dance moves. Some stuff is pretty ridiculous but still entertaining. I really want to visit Bellingham, Washington. My friend Alia is from there and it sounds like a really cool art/snowboard town. She's shared a ton of her local music and it rocks!

Today we are all just relaxing. We've been so busy this passed week that a break was necessary. I went to the airport yesterday to pick up our speaker. He looks like a mix between John Goodman and Uncle Bilbo. The teaching is going to be about reaching the nations an dhow to Handel cross cultural differences during outreach. I'm happy this week isn't focusing on us as the individuals, but us as a class going out into the world. The dts experience is full of inner healing and revelation so my spirit will enjoy a change of focus.

Oh, if anyone is planning to end me something please do so asap. I'm leaving in three weeks and sometimes it takes that long to get a letter. Slow mail is torture here. I stair at my meal box before every meal and its usually empty, except one letter from dear Eric Schmitz, that really rose my spirits! Thanks morp date.

Reading Romans 14 changed me