Wow! It's finally come! The ticket is bought and we finally got everything smoothed out with my passport, so I'm off! I can't help but think back a few (quite a few) years to when the Lord first put this into my thoughts. I was 9. Corina (the founder of El Jordan) came to my church and spoke at my sunday school. She told us about all the little kids our age in Santa Cruz. She said that a lot of them lived in boxes and sniffed glue to keep from feeling hungry. I was heartbroken. Ever since then, I added Corina and the little kids of Bolivia to my nightly prayers and as I grew up thought more and more about doing more than just praying for these kids. So being a missionary was always something I wanted to do. So of course, when I came back from my 2 week trip to El Jordan in Santa Cruz, Bolivia, I was changed. I started praying seriously about maybe going back and being a part of this ministry. And at 14 I felt that the Lord wanted me to return, just not at that moment. So, I graduated, went to college, and now- finally 5 years later the Lord has opened the doors wide.