Ibiza Missions Teams 2018

The 24-7 Ibiza Missions Teams are open for 2018!

There really is something for everyone. If you can come for 5 days, or two weeks, or longer, there's a spot for you! Click on the link above to read more about each team, and the work you'll be doing if you decided to join us.

My first trip to Ibiza in April of 2009 was as part of that year's prayer team. Those 5 days had a major impact on my life. I highly recommend it! Plus you get to come hang out with me. You can't go wrong! :)

Poppy Has Landed!

So excited to finally be in Ibiza! 

After 3 flights and 17 hours, I finally made it. I was lucky enough to be met at the airport by several people who are also here to work with the 24-7 community.

The last few days have been all about settling into my new apartment and trying to get over my jet lag. From my past experience, it's probably going to take my body a few weeks to catch up with my new time zone. For reference, Ibiza is 9 hours ahead of Las Vegas time. Just typing that makes me want to go take a nap!

On Sunday It was great to attend church, and to get a chance to meet everyone else. There was a little welcome lunch for me after service, and I must admit I'm feeling the love! 

That's it for now! I'll be working on sending out my January newsletter soon, so make sure to sign up if you already haven't. 

28 Days and Counting...

In 28 Days I'll be boarding a plane for Ibiza. Just typing that makes me excited!


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I went to Ibiza on my first missions trip in April of 2009. It was in September of that same year that I started feeling like God was calling me to go back for longer. After years of praying and doubting and questioning, God has finally opened that door. I keep joking with my friends that after this experience I'm going to write a book on waiting. Maybe I need to stop joking about it and do it!

Through everything, I'm sure of this. God is good. As I prepare to step into a new chapter of my life, I know he's with me. I'm excited for what's coming.

 Expect to see more activity on the blog as I count down the days to my departure!

Last Night on the Streets...for now!

Tonight was my last night on the streets...for now! And to top things off I also lead tonight. As I sat in the prayer room before everyone else arrived, I prayed and asked God to take charge of the evening...and he did! The night was pretty busy, but through it all I had an overwhelming sense of peace. Multiple people were walked or wheeled back to their hotels, and the vomit van saw some action as well. I also got several opportunities to visit the emergency staff that are now located in the west end. All in all it felt like a "typical" Wednesday night.

Through out the evening I found myself in a variety of situations. I got to walk a guy back to the Ibiza Rocks hostel with Lucy. At one point he sobered up enough to realize that he was being walked home by two girls. Next thing I knew we were all holding hands as we headed towards his hotel!

As the time for me to leave gets closer, I find myself getting more and more reflective. Getting to lead tonight feels a little surreal. It feels a little like I've been commissioned and sent back to Vegas with all that I've learned in my hands. I don't have all the details about what the future holds. But if the streets have taught me anything it's that God is willing to lead us if we'll just follow!

Heart History

It's 5:32 am and I'm in the prayer room alone. It's not something that happens often, and while I like the prayer room when it's full of multiple voices lifted in prayer, I must admit there's something I love about it being just me and God. I stop to pray first for the situations that are going on out on the streets. Then my heart turns towards thanksgiving. As I look around the room, I start to think of all the nights and hours I've spent here, and how God has shaped my heart and life through that. I think of the life long friends that I've made in Ibiza over the years. I've sat in this room shoulder to shoulder with them crying out for God to make a difference on this beautiful island. God has used this tiny space to hugely impact my life!

I get a chance to say thank you before the doorbell rings and I welcome Becky and Robb back into the room. Soon we're back  in the prayer rhythm, and the story continues...

Saving the Best for Last

It's Monday which means I'm living in the week that I leave Ibiza (boo). I've got a full week of work, and a few other little treats planned before I fly out on Thursday night. Today started off in the center. On my way in I checked on the status of my new favorite mural.

Things are progressing quickly, though I'm not sure it will be done before I leave.

The center was great. Lots of good chats, and as always the chance to prove my Mario Kart dominance (nice try Jamie!).  After the center we had a team meeting, and since it was my last one they prayed me out. It was amazing to listen as my community prayed, and through them God confirmed things that he's been speaking to me all summer.

After dinner (vegetarian chili!) it was time for the streets! While I was in the prayer room last night one of the things I prayed for was re-connections. Initially my prayer was directed at the short-term team who are here until Friday. I prayed that God would re-connect them with people they've met in the two weeks they've been here on the island.

And then God did something amazing...

I was out with Steve and we got into a conversation purely based on the fact that Steve bumped into a guy and said "excuse me". The guy (who was called Evan) was so impressed and appreciative of the courtesy that he stopped to chat with us. As our conversation progressed we realized that back in the first week of the season Becky and I walked one of his friends home. I distinctly remember the guy and that night back in May. I also remember talking to one of this guys friends on the phone to let them know that we were going to drop his friend off at their apartment. Turns out that friend I talked to was Evan! Steve and I got to have a fantastic conversation with Evan and before we parted ways we were also able to pray for him. It was surreal as we stood in front of a bar and a brothel and turned our eyes heavenward. Evan loved it and left with a smile on his face and a promise to stop by our worker's center.

I love how God works on the streets. He surprises me all the time, but sometimes he give me exactly what I've asked for. I only have two nights left this season, and as I anticipate those last night's I'm hoping that God has saved the best for last!