The Place Where My Heart Lives.

**all names have been changed for the protection of the women

I sat on the blue lounge chair, the light breeze shifting my short hair. 

I closed my eyes. 

The suns rays beat down on my face turning the inside of my lids a blazing red. 

I could hear the crystal clear waves lapping the white shore a mere 6 feet away. 

I listened to Ann*, her delicate friend and my squadmate laugh and splash each other in the bath-like water. 

I felt a drop of sweat slide off my forehead. 

Though many people saw it as a bad thing, 

I found that the humidity was comforting in a way. 

It made me feel like I was safe, comfortable, held close as it pressed incessantly against my skin. 

I was completely content. 

Happy.

Blessed. 

Right where I was supposed to be. 

My thoughts turned to her. 

Ann. 

Her laugh was so beautiful.

I wondered how many times tourists heard her real laugh. 

I could probably count the times on one hand. 

I hated that. 

I wanted to make sure that she was safe and in a place where she could laugh freely at all hours of the day. 

I realized then that I only had two weeks left in this place. 

My heart started to beat faster as I realized that in 14 days, I would have to say goodbye to her. 

To Bam*.

To Pearl*, who, to this day, I still can't bring myself to talk about without crying. 

To every girl I had come to love in such an incredibly short time. 

What is two weeks in the scheme of things?

Nothing. 

It's no time at all. 

And I was almost out of time. 

I kept my eyes closed and silently begged God for more time. 

I just need more time. 

It was then that He promised I would be back.

And I've held on to that promise for over a year. 

Since that moment, 

I have prayed for, cried for, longed for Phuket. 

When I got on the bus to Bangkok and then to Cambodia, 

I vowed to myself that I would do whatever it took to get myself back there and love those women right out of those bars. 

I left my heart there,

knowing it would be painful.  

Knowing that if I did, 

I would have to go back and get it. 

And so begins my journey back to where my heart lives. 

I cannot seem to find the words to express how grateful I am,

 to not only be given the opportunity to go back and love these women, 

but to also fulfill the deepest desire of my heart and to be a part of my dream ministry. 

To make this happen, 

I need to raise $10,000 which will allow me to live there for 2 years. 

My goal is to have $5,000 by the time I leave in January. 

If you are passionate about human trafficking and seeing justice brought to the nation of Thailand, 

but don't have the means to go, 

you can make a huge impact by partnering with me in my mission,

either prayerfully or financially. 

I am not expecting you to pay my way there. 

I'm expecting God to. 

But I also want to give you the opportunity to be a part of what the Lord is doing in me and in the nations. 

I want you to have the opportunity to be a part of something more, something tangible. 

I want you to have the opportunity to impact the nations. 

If you feel led to give, 

you can do so in person, or through the donate button on the right hand side of this page. 

Thank you to everyone who has faithfully supported me all throughout this crazy journey the Lord has me on. I promise, it does NOT go unnoticed. 

Please let me know if you would like to go for coffee so I can tell you more about my heart for Thailand and how God is putting things together so far. 

Much Love!