"I have called you for one year to this nation, to cry for this nation, to love this nation"

Then came the first whisper. We had just arrived at 5am, had a few hours sleep and a shower and we were out on the road in what was to be our first encounter of Bolivian transportation and the crazy mayhem of traffic. I was looking out the window taking in every bit of view and mentally adjusting to the fact that we are right in the middle os the mountains.. ( a little different to the shotover / headington hill of oxford) and then I heard the still small voice. 

It was great to have a chance to be focussed on the first day as to my reason to be here and why I have come. It will be my adventure and journey to pursue the depths of what this whisper means for the next 12 months and to draw closer where I can hear His voice more clearly.