Those are my El Salvadorian babies. They will be all mine someday. Someday ....After reading a few of my past blogs, I noticed two things. One, I live a ridiculous life/lifestyle/my norm is your "this is out of control". Two, I don't explain things very well. Not to mention, people have been asking me, why, in my right mind, would I go to El Salvador.
Allow me to explain.
My last post, El Salvador - Day By Day, I just straight up go on an an El Salvadorian roller coaster ride. I'm a missionary, which is why I went to El Salvador. I didn't go for fun, I didn't go to vacation (I'm pretty sure any sane person wouldn't "vacation" in a third world country.), I didn't go for my own personal pleasure. I went because I'm a missionary, I serve my God, I spread His love all over the world. That's just what I do. And someday, I hope to do it as my job.
If you still don't get what a missionary is, Google it. Then become one. The world needs more missionaries. (This means you've gotta be selfless, kids. Eat some humble pie. Put on your work boots and do some labor for the Lord.)
Because there's nothing more satisfying that living your life for the sole purpose of helping others.
