It is hard to believe that it has been eight months since
Karl and I left home to embark on this year of mission in Belfast. These past eight months have been filled with
moments, happy and sad, exciting and boring, comfortable and uncomfortable,
which have strengthened my faith, helped me to grow as an individual and helped
me to build relationships which I will forever cherish.
Some of these moments, the ones freshest in my memory, took
place on a Whitehouse Youth mission trip.
Over Easter, I went on a mission trip with our youth group to Tremont,
Illinois - a town in the states which I would never have imagined myself being
in. Never the less, the mission trip was
a wonderful experience! For ten days, I
lived in community with eight youth and three youth leaders from Belfast and three
young children and two youth leaders (the parents of the three children) from
the United States. By living in
community, we learned how to serve one another through preparing, serving and
cleaning up meals together, we gained patience as we shared two showers among
the group, we learned how to go without when the hot water ran out after the
first six showers, we learned to love and care for one another when we were
missing home, and most importantly we used all the time we spent together to
bond as brothers and sisters in Christ’s family.
If any of you reading this have ever been part of a youth
mission trip (either as a youth or a leader), you will probably agree with me
in saying that the change and transformation that can happen as individuals and
a youth group is amazing during a mission trip.
There is something to be said for taking a group of youth to an
environment different from their home in order to allow for true growth. Our trip was filled with awfully busy days
topped off with meaningful, late night devotions. During the course of the trip, we went Easter
Caroling, prepared a Seder Meal, helped at a local food pantry, visited a women’s
correctional home, cooked scones for senior citizens, took part in the local
churches’ youth programs and cooked an Ulster Fry for the community…that is
just the community involvement side of the trip. We played really hard too! We took in a baseball game, went shopping at
Bass Pro Shop, had play days at the farm, visited the Abraham Lincoln Museum…the
list goes on, but you get the idea. I
was extremely tired by the end of each day, but went to bed smiling about that
day’s events and looking forward to tomorrow’s.
During the trip I witnessed great transformations as our eight youth grew
closer to one another, served with willing hands and hearts, gained patience,
explored their faith in a deeper sense than ever before and developed into
young disciples.
Not only did the youth grow and learn about themselves on the trip, I too experienced growth and learned a thing or two. A couple of days into the trip, one of the youth from Tremont loaned us his guitar for use at the cabin (our accommodation for the trip). I have been learning how to play guitar during this year, but lack the confidence to play and sing in front of people (ask Karl, I rarely play for him!). One of the other leaders on the trip is learning how to play guitar too, so he wanted to work together and try to learn some songs to play with the kids. Not long into messing around with a few songs, I found the courage to play and sing in front of the group. Another growing moment of the trip was learning how to not be in control of every situation and be OK with it. The nature of mission trips is that you have an itinerary, and the itinerary will always change – the schedule was completely out of my hands, and I had to just roll with it. Lastly, a joy of working with youth is that they are filled with contagious energy and just love to have fun. For the 10 days we were away, I had the opportunity to let my guard down and to just have fun with the group! I came home from the trip refreshed and re-energized to work with others in the church to continue nurturing our youth into disciples for the church.
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Hay Ride at Farm
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Clay Pigeon Shooting at Farm |
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Baking Scones
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Lunch at Bass Pro Shop
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Helping at Food Pantry |
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Campfire Devotion
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Abraham Lincoln Museum |
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