Welcome to the Jungle
After a few hours in the Atlanta airport and a couple more in a yellow school bus, we rolled into a heavily wooded retreat center in northern Georgia, with the warmth and humidity of a jungle. Over the few days that we were there things were crazy. The craziness was associated with learning new things about the mission field and our destinations (as there were six different groups training simultaneously), meeting our group members and not being notified of the day’s activities.
For me, these days were also significant because through all this learning and training...