Kiersten and I just returned from our trip to Lima, Peru.

In it's entirety, the Mission Trip was very tiring.

Our team held up pretty well under the pressure of:

5 hours of
sleep per night, living and working in a dangerous city (Let's just say our first taxi ride involved stalling next to a dozen men who were deeply bent on killing one another with strips of rubber, metal chains, and short clubs.), eating food that can be deeply poisonous to our largely unexposed American bodies, working with noisy children, and, hardest of all, putting up with each other.

One thing I learned, was that Brothers and Sisters in Christ exist around the world.
It seems so, so simple, but when you're working together with men and women who have given their lives to Christ, you begin to realize how much you have in common.