Before I pack my bag...
I think that one of the most important and interesting parts of any mission trip is the impact that is made on you while you are there. So many times, we go in with the idea, especially as Americans, that we are going to help and nurture these people that have nothing-no shoes on their feet, no clothes on their backs, and many of them have no place to call their own. However, I have come to discover after once having that attitude, that those people are the ones you can learn from the most. Their attitude is SO much different than what is typical of America today. They never complained about their poor state, but instead raised their voices to the sky and praised their Father in Heaven. They gave of what little they had to others and always thought of others before themselves. In fact, they gave to ME, the little missionary girl that thought that she was going there to help and serve and "save the world" (in a matter of speaking), was actually taught that the some of the greatest gifts are not ones that can be given monitarily. But just by looking into their eyes and see God's love spilling out, was the most humbling and amazing gift I have ever received. Truly, mission trips are life changing, not just for those that you can minister to, but also through those that minister to YOU.
"But whoever would be great among you must be your servant, whoever would be first among you must be a slave of all. For even the Son of Man came not to be served but to serve, and to give His life as a ransom for many." Mark 10:43-45
posted by *Rach* @ 10:17 AM
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