I’ve been homesick. I’ve been lonely. I’ve asked God why I’m here. I’ve been joyful. I’ve been completely numb. But nothing compares to saying goodbye. In two short months I have grown a love for Guatemalan people that I did not know was possible.  A love I know only Christ could have blessed me with. I ache when they ache, I laugh when they laugh, I smile at one glimpse of their face. And yesterday I had to say goodbye to that. I had to give them one last hug. One last smile.  And as I sat on the bus on the way to Antigua, I drove away from...

Following a thirty minute boat ride (the first ten of which consisted of me praying that it would not flip), Daniel, Jacob, Hilda, and myself, arrived at Livingston. Arriving an hour later that I would have liked, at 10am, we began our search before we even left the boat. Hilda, our contact's wife, was accompanying us to Livingston. She asked the captain of our boat if he recognized the photo of Justine I had put on my phone. Upon seeing the image, he seemed to know instantly who we were looking for, and how we could find her. We piled out of the boat, and made our way up the...

For some reason, “you only live once” (YOLO) has become our catchphrase here in Guatemala…here are a few YOLO moments from the past 2 months: – Is this water safe to drink? – What is this fruit? Should we eat it? – Ice cream twice in one day! – I haven’t showered in 15 days (*cough* Jacob) … – Holding random cute animals in the dump – There’s jellyfish in the ocean? YOLO! *dives in* – (After getting stung by a jellyfish) should someone pee on it? – Taking a shower outside in a thunderstorm –...