This is the last post in a series of posts from a recent trip to Nepal. This trip was in partnership with a nonprofit and the work they do there to rescue girls from sex trafficking. Thank you to all our team supporters, our family, friends, churches, and workplaces, for making this adventure possible for the team!

Drip, drop, drip, drop. The rain came down as we slept. A storm raged, crackling and lightning in the night. Our last day in the “field” was bittersweet and the weather reflected our mood.

Over the next week, a series of posts from a recent trip to Nepal will be shared. This trip was in partnership with a nonprofit and the work they do there to rescue girls from sex trafficking. Thank you to all our team supporters, our family, friends, churches, and workplaces, for making this adventure possible for the team!

Lynn’s arm reached out the van’s window in hopes of catching the mountain rain covering our journey up the Nepali hills. Amy rested her body against the firm metal side of the van and let the cool mountain air flush over her skin.

Over the next week, a series of posts from a recent trip to Nepal will be shared. This trip was in partnership with a nonprofit and the work they do there to rescue girls from sex trafficking. Thank you to all our team supporters, our family, friends, churches, and workplaces, for making this adventure possible for the team!

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On the steps of the second home, the girls gathered around with heavy hearts as they understood our three days of fellowship were coming to a close. The third day was joyful and rich. It was a true slumber party sort of day where we gabbed about monthly cycles and the science, wonder, and grumbles of it. How chocolate, a small piece put in each girl’s hand, was a reminder that God is good and He approves of chocolate! It is a comfort to many women in many cultures.