So how was the trip??

I love all the questions you get when you come back to the states after a mission trip:

How as the trip?
Were you ready to come back?
Was it just really hot?


The hardest part of trying to describe any trip is trying to explain it to someone that probably just won't understand. Trying to explain to someone that it was harder for me to leave Belize than it was for me to leave the States. Trying to explain that if my daughter was not back in Georgia, I don't know if I would be back.

When people ask, you want to pour your entire heart to them but then most are not ready for the answer. Most just want to hear "it was great!". Many don't want to hear about those children walking 5 hours round trip for water or about the child that had no formula/milk when we arrived. Or about how the shear need to survive day to day takes away the majority of hope in many of their lives.

Looking at the well that is now dry. 

But in all seriousness....how was the trip??

This was such a unique and awesome trip. We only went for a few days to really plan a youth camp in July. What I didn't realize is how much I would get to know about the lives of the people there during this time. From hearing stories at church to finally putting names to faces. It was truly incredible. To be able to worship with them...to pray with them...to pray over them...to just be with them.

Worshiping 

My heart bleeds and aches and honestly...I hope this feeling doesn't go away. I also want so many different people to experience this feeling. You see, I firmly believe that ALL of us are called to missions. God does not only call a few. Now...is He calling everyone to Belize..no. But He is calling your somewhere. God did not bless you so that you could keep it all to yourself, He blessed you so that you can go and be a blessing to others.

The reality that God placed me here in the United States with a job, a family that loves me, a car, running water, free from most dangers, able to hear and learn about Jesus Christ, etc....is absolutely overwhelming to me. He has blessed me so much (not just with material things) so that I might be a blessing.

One of God's precious children