iGosia

Why is it every time I go to iGosia I come back different? There is no way to describe the past 24 hours...I mean I wasn't even there a full 24 hours, but it was the most well spent time I could have asked for. On my way to Rockwall, I saw a crazy man run across I-30, there were seriously angels protecting him all the way across, because I-30 was insane yesterday. Then I start across the lake and kept just wanting to stop and not go to iGosia, but when I got there it was totally worth it. So I finally get out to the ranch and see some long lost friends and a long lost brother. They were all getting ready to head to Japan and Germany...how weird that a year ago that was me. So I got dressed up in iGosian custom wear (ok, just old dresses and stuff from other countries like Ethiopia and China). So we sent the 53 students and adults through customs, train stations, bus stations, etc. and it was great getting to be on the other side. Later that night after the disgusting dinner they had to eat, I just sat outside in Father's presence and read more than maybe I have this whole past semester. I also got to spend some time with Nat town which was great, because how often do I see her and get to have her wisdom poured into me? I love it! I love the life-long friends I have from iGosia and beyond. Here's a few iGo pics:Oh and if you are confused about iGosia, it's for sure made up, it's base camp for students going overseas through iWitness Ministries...