We were asked to write a blog on how we were called to the mission field
In junior high I got to go on small mission trips to other places in America. I loved it so much, I could hardly wait till high school when I got to go to Mexico on a mission trip! I had no clue what it would be like, I just thought it would be FUN! High school came around and I was getting to go on my first mission trip to another country! We went to help build a church. I was in total shock seeing how poor these people were and how small and empty their concrete homes were. I was devastated. I thought to myself that all these people must be so depressed living like that, until I met them. They had so much JOY! They were so excited and happy that we came all this way to help them build their church building. It made me stop and think of my reasons for going on that trip. I was going for me, myself, and I. I was going for adventure alone. It didn’t even cross my mind that I was going to show them Jesus and help them.
They showed me Jesus that week. It was amazing! My life was changed that week in so many ways. My love for Jesus and those people grew so much on that trip. I did not want to leave those people when it was time to leave. All of my friends really enjoyed it, but they were ready to go back home. There was only one friend of mine that felt the same was I did. We did not want to leave at all. We were the last to get on the bus and we went to the very back and started to cry as we drove away watching the little kids laughing and chasing the bus
I looked forward to going on mission trips every year after that, not wanting to leave every time. I then realized why I had such a desire to travel. God put that desire in me, b/c he was calling me to the mission field. What an honor!
