It’s a challenge to say exactly what my favorite experience in Mexico was, but I think I’ve narrowed it down. For starters, I loved the team that I co-lead for Bible distribution and park ministry. We got along well and just wanted to share Jesus with people. On the last day of my team’s Bible…
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Kenyans call this kind of toilet a “long drop,” I recall as I precariously take care of business. No doubt if I fell through the gaping hole I’d wish the drop were longer – anything to delay the inevitable unsavory plunge. “That,” I tell my morbid imagination, “would be a terrible way to die.” There’s certainly no cause to linger in a place like this – and yet, as I make my way back to the raucous cocina where our family dinner awaits, the only thought I have is how much I love my life.
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