I feel like I keep making a pattern of being away and coming back.. Goodness I'm usually more put together than this. As most of you know I live on the East coast in North Carolina. On the 16th of this month (last Saturday) there were recorded to be 62 tornadoes between here and South Carolina. The last time there were a large amount of tornadoes was in 1985 with a count of 40 something. Just so you understand how rare they are here, there are no tornado sirens because they feel there isn't a need. The only reason we knew one hit here in Jacksonville was because a friend of mine called us and told us that it hit where she lived, which is less than a couple minutes away. That day the power was turned off early and we went most of the night without it. It was pitch black here. We are talking you walk outside and you couldn't see the houses across the street. The aftermath was something I have never seen before and I come from the Midwest down in tornado valley. Here are some pictures of the destruction.
I havent written much on my trip to Honduras and I'm not exactly sure why. Here is my first attempt. The one outreach that sticks out in my mind and I'm sure everyone else's was when we went to CASITA MUJERES. It was a "home" for young girls from the ages of maybe 6-18. On this day Pastor Chace asked me if I would give my testimony. Now in my head I'm thinking "are you serious" but I of course say yes. This is my first time ever to give the story of what made me who I am today. That whole day I was so nervous, anyone who knows me also knows that I'm not one to really get nervous about anything. Just the thought of exposing who I am to a whole crowd of people including those from church and my siblings, it just made me feel vulnerable. Our bus is driving on down the road to our destination when we notice a traffic jam. Great it's already hot and sweaty and now there is no movement for the air to circulate through the bus. I guess it was exactl...
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