We were asked to write a blog about how we were called to this mission trip. Here is my story…
From the day I first arrived in Nuevo Casas Grandes, Mexico with twenty or so other teenagers from my church I knew that I had been called to do missionary work throughout my life. I had such a huge feeling of compassion for others that I couldn’t really descirbe accurately, and I still can’t. I spent two weeks living in a church building and taking part in various ministries where I served women, men, children, and the elderly. The first year I went I was only fourteen years old, but I knew God had a huge plan for my life. I shared my testimony infront of a large group of people after a sports tournament we had put on for the city. As I slowly spoke about my past while the interpreter stood next to me repeating every word, I experienced such a feeling of accomplishment and humbleness and it was amazing. I returned to Mexico three additional times and my heart grew bigger and bigger for the people who were in such a desperate state. I loved the fact that they were so appreciative of what my team and I were doing with their community and those four trips made me completely determined to be involved with missions for the rest of my life, whether I travel ten minutes down my road or fly the the other side of the world to do it. My senior year in high school I dug deep into what God wanted to do with my life. I tried to remain open to be swayed by His plans for me, and though being a walking witness for life with Christ was spiritually, mentally, and emotionally exhausting at times I pressed on and grew immensly close to my Father in Heaven. By the time graduation came, I knew that God wanted me to go on another mission trip. So, I decided to take a year off of college and began my search for a missions program. Honestly, I used google to narrow down the thousands of organizations and after weeks of looking I found a great organization that had amazing priorities and values. Adventures In Missions was exactly what I was looking for, and that was determined when I typed something in and the link for the AIM website was on the top of the list. After reviewing the website and finding out that I could go to Africa I was completely stoked and prayed very hard about whether it was God’s plan for me to travel so far from home to do His work. Turns out it was, and now I have about eleven hours left until I board a plan and say goodbye to my family for nine months.
From the day I first arrived in Nuevo Casas Grandes, Mexico with twenty or so other teenagers from my church I knew that I had been called to do missionary work throughout my life. I had such a huge feeling of compassion for others that I couldn’t really descirbe accurately, and I still can’t. I spent two weeks living in a church building and taking part in various ministries where I served women, men, children, and the elderly. The first year I went I was only fourteen years old, but I knew God had a huge plan for my life. I shared my testimony infront of a large group of people after a sports tournament we had put on for the city. As I slowly spoke about my past while the interpreter stood next to me repeating every word, I experienced such a feeling of accomplishment and humbleness and it was amazing. I returned to Mexico three additional times and my heart grew bigger and bigger for the people who were in such a desperate state. I loved the fact that they were so appreciative of what my team and I were doing with their community and those four trips made me completely determined to be involved with missions for the rest of my life, whether I travel ten minutes down my road or fly the the other side of the world to do it. My senior year in high school I dug deep into what God wanted to do with my life. I tried to remain open to be swayed by His plans for me, and though being a walking witness for life with Christ was spiritually, mentally, and emotionally exhausting at times I pressed on and grew immensly close to my Father in Heaven. By the time graduation came, I knew that God wanted me to go on another mission trip. So, I decided to take a year off of college and began my search for a missions program. Honestly, I used google to narrow down the thousands of organizations and after weeks of looking I found a great organization that had amazing priorities and values. Adventures In Missions was exactly what I was looking for, and that was determined when I typed something in and the link for the AIM website was on the top of the list. After reviewing the website and finding out that I could go to Africa I was completely stoked and prayed very hard about whether it was God’s plan for me to travel so far from home to do His work. Turns out it was, and now I have about eleven hours left until I board a plan and say goodbye to my family for nine months.
