I took 'Through painted deserts', another awesome book by Donald Miller with me on outreach.
 Being in this village and out of my comfort zone...I could relate to everything he said in the book.

 " I've learned,too, that i dont really know very much about anything. I mean, I used to have all these theories about life.I thought i had everything figured out,even God, but i dont. I think the woods,being away from all the clingy soot of commercialism, have taught me life is enormous,and i am very tiny in the middle of it.I feel, at times, like a droplet of water in a raging river.I know for a fact that as a grain of sand compares in size to the earth itself, i compare in size to the cosmos. I am that insignificant. And yet the chemicals in my brain that make me feel beauty when i look up at the stars, when i watch the sunset, indicate i must be here for a reason.I think i would sum it up this way: life is not a story about me, but its is being told to me, and i can be glad of that.I think that is the why of life and,in fact, the why of this ancient faith i am caught up in: to enjoy God.
The stars were created to dazzle us,like a love letter, light itself is just a metaphor,something that exists outside of time,made up of what seems like nothing,infinite in its power,something that can be experienced but not understood, like God."

That was exactly what i experienced on outreach....