Movement Through Missions

A few weeks ago over spring break I went on a missions trip to Mexico. I was able to do and see so many cool things and I got to meet so many awesome people. On the trip my team and I went to a small native village where we handed out shoes to them. It was really crazy having everyone asking you for shoes. At the village I met this little girl, she was so cute and happy but, she had no shoes on. Everyone was getting new shoes so I brought her up to the bus and asked if we had a small pair but we were all out. She was hugging me for about 20 minutes as I ran around trying to find her a pair. I then looked down at her and my heart broke, yet when she looked up at me she was smiling, she looked so happy with her arms wrapped around my waist. I couldn’t talk to her since she only spoke and understood Spanish and I only knew English. After running around for the longest time a little girl I will never forget with blond hair and blue eyes gave her new pair that she just got that day to the little girl around my waist. My entire team was awestruck as the little girl around my waist looked so happy and the little girl with the blond hair and blue eyes looked even happier to see her with new shoes.

And that is just a small part of my trip. It opened up my eyes to see the beauty in the pain around us. I got to pray over people at the hospitals. Even though they had no idea what I was saying they were overcome with joy just because someone took the time to be with them.

I have always struggled in my faith… I never felt it was really mine. As a child my parents took me to church every Sunday and I prayed before and after every meal and before bed, but I never really felt like I had a choice. It almost seemed like since my parents believed in God I had to too. Church and prayer began to feel like chores that weren’t options. I always heard other people’s testimonies and they always have that big God moment where they found him and jumped into his love with both feet, I have never had that. So when I heard about this trip I thought hey maybe I will see God maybe I will finally have a story. But to tell you the truth I did not have a big God moment. Although I still was amazed at what I got to see and be part of. I got to see him in the little things which was so cool. I got to meet new people and now I have a second family. I also was able to learn a bit of a new language! So even though I didn’t get what I was looking for, in a way I got better and I know that Christ is there looking out for me and everyone else in the world no matter their story.

Matthew 28:19-20
19 Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, 20 and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you. And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age.”


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