Its been over a year since I've posted a blog and to be honest its been because I didn't want anyone to know how crazy my life was. Especially during my 2nd year of service as a midwife. So I've decided that I needed to sit down and write about my life as a missionary.
Most people knew my life was crazy, the hectic schedule of school and clinical work. My e-mail updates were always discussing my lack of sleep, my last patient did this or that... yet I never really discussed how it felt to have someone try and cast a demon out of you, being around a Cult, having your home be portrayed as a brothel, or what it was like to have your ministry crumble before your feet.
