Boston, New York

Definitely spoke in Spanish and Russian most of the way back to the United States. Sat next to Russians on both planes, and talked to this girl from Chile and a Mariachi Band in London waiting for my flight.

I visited a couple friends briefly, thanks to Megabus and $5 or less bus tickets, immediately on returning to the states. It was really good to process with my buddy Carl, and to play music with a bunch of his friends in the burbs outside Boston.

In New York, I met a couple friends, and stayed with a YWAM base where my sister's best Lithuanian friend works and lives. I went on a prayer walk with a YWAM team there, and we were next to this school, and all these kids were there at recess, probably a hundred kids, and I was confused as to why we were there, I didn't feel God leading me to talk to anyone or do anything, so I just prayed and waited, and as we were leaving, I felt God say to me, see all these kids, this is like my dream for you. All these kids playing and having fun and feeling safe. And I was like "GOD, that is TOO MANY KIDS!!!" And God was like "You will touch many more lives than this, and you already have." So that was cool and kinda scary.