I called my Mom as I sat in Chicago waiting to board my flight to Asia. I wanted to say a quick goodbye one more time Stateside. But as we made small talk, I began to cry. It has been 4 years since I have stepped foot in the city that made me fall in love with Asia, and here I was preparing to get onto the plane that would take me there. I couldn’t help but cry and be reminded of God’s faithfulness.

Spoiler Alert: I cried a lot this trip 🙂

One of the highlights of my trip was when Rita and I had a day where we went to the issland, which is the place where I did most of my ministry while I lived in Asia. As we walked around the island, we got caught in a tropical storm and had to hide under our shared umbrella.

Walking around the campuses, it felt so natural for me to start praying, praying for the lost and for the hurting. There have been so many hours spent walking around these very campuses, praying for the thousands of students who don’t know Jesus. And as I was walking and praying, I was reminded that I had spent 2 years praying these same prayers and here I was 4 years later, walking and praying with Rita, someone I had prayed for on these same streets.

How faithful is our God?

As we kept walking, we saw many places where we had eaten together and shopped together. At one point Rita pointed out my favorite milk tea shop and said, “That was where you first told me about Jesus! Remember that?”

*Cue more tears.

I will never forget those moments. I am so thankful to be able to walk the streets and see the places where God has done and is still doing incredible things. There is a church still thriving from the one that was built in a little hotel room so many years ago and out of that act of obedience the nations are hearing the name of Jesus.

I am so thankful for each of you and for your partnership in this ministry. May we continue to see God’s kingdom come to the college students in Asia.