We were asked to write a blog about how we were called to this mission trip.
Here is my story…
It was a series of events which when combined became God’s call for me to go on this mission trip. Here they are. Once, a few years ago I was at a Concert with a friend of mine. During the concert I started to ponder on James 1:27. “Pure religion and undefiled before God and the Father is this, To visit the fatherless and widows in their affliction, and to keep oneself unspotted from the world.” I told my friend that I had never cared or had any compassion on orphans and never had a thought of actually obeying that scripture. I felt grieved. I needed to go to the bathroom so I left the crowd of people and headed that direction. Halfway there I walked past a World Vision booth which had pictures of many orphan children and information about them. I reached down to pick one up. It was a young boy. I read the information about him. country, hometown, number of siblings, and then birthday. Sept.12. I began to weep as I read that we shared the same birthday! I adopted the boy financially and since then my heart has been opening to the idea of missions.
During this time I had a friend (Amy) who came from a church that was big into missions and she would frequently share about her experiences. Later we got married and she began to talk about the importance of missions. I asked her if she would look for a mission trip that we could go on. She searched and came upon the world race. We agreed this was God’s will.
