my love for missions.

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This post is something I have had in the back of my mind for quite sometime,  and to be honest, I’m not sure how I got the idea to do a post on my missions trip to Utah. The trip was over two years ago, but that trip has continued to have an impact on my life even today.

First off, I actually almost didn’t go on the trip. My family didn’t decide to go until a week before the trip. I know, talk about crazy, especially when we weren’t flying, but driving across the country 30 something hours in an RV. (but that’s another story I’ll cover later :)) When I found out we were going, I was very excited, but also a tad bit nervous. I had no idea what to expect. I had never been on a missions trip before. That whole week before our departure, I just prayed that the Lord would use me to share the gospel, and that I would be able to make a difference in each of the kids lives.

For the Lord says: “Go into all the world and proclaim the gospel to the whole creation.”-Mark 16:15

When we arrived, I quickly realized that I was too young to be a counselor, or even a co-counselor. This was frustrating for me.

“WAIT, BUT GOD,  I thought I was coming to minister and witness to the kids, how am I going to do that when I’m not a counselor?!”

God had much different plans for me that week. I was put on bathroom duty. So, not only was I not going to get to be a co-counselor, but oh yes, cleaning bathrooms after a bunch of kids….all day long. The first day, I had a sour attitude, and I complained to myself A LOT. I didn’t let anybody know I was unhappy, but trust me, I was! I didn’t understand why God would have dragged me all the way across the country, and have me clean gross things up after people I didn’t even know! After all, I didn’t even enjoy cleaning up my own bathroom at home. It just made no sense to me!

By the second day, I got to know the other girls who were also on maintenance with me. We laughed, talked, and I felt super connected with them. During that time, I began to examine myself. Here these girls not only cleaned bathrooms for one week, but the whole summer! They went about their work with positive attitudes, smiles across their faces, and cheerful hearts as they served the Lord. That’s when I realized how selfish I was really being. Here I was on the side of a mountain with a great group of people, only concerned about myself and what I wanted to do. I asked God to forgive me for my behavior, and my selfishness. God knew exactly where I needed to be that week. I needed to be content with where He had me.

Do all things without grumbling or disputing, that you may be blameless and innocent, children of God without blemish in the midst of a crooked and twisted generation, among whom you shine as lights in the world. -Philippians 2:14-15

As I would clean bathrooms, I would watch the kids around me. They came from such different backgrounds than I did. Here I had grown up in a Christian home, been in church my whole life, and got saved at an early age. A good percentage of these kids came from Mormon backgrounds, didn’t go to a Christian church, and didn’t know Christ as their personal Savior. I had so much, and they had so little. I realized on that trip how selfish and greedy I really was, and how I took my salvation for granted.

True humility is not thinking less of yourself, it is thinking of yourself less. -C.S. Lewis

That week, I can’t even begin to express to you how thankful I was for that opportunity. Seeing those kids interacting with each other was incredible, but the best part was seeing some of the kids accepting Christ as their personal Savior. That was the best experience I have ever witnessed. That was when I first experienced a love and burden for missions and the lost people around me. My passion is seeing kids come to Christ. There is no better feeling in all the world!

{Let my heart be overflowing with Your love}

God is just so good!

>>Simply His Daughter<<

 

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