Going on a mission trip with my church is something I've always wanted to do - both to help others who need it most and for my own spiritual growth.
My church is taking a group of high school students in our community and is in need of adult leaders. So, I'll be going to build homes as well as mentor youth. What an honor and opportunity. To make a difference in even one poverty-stricken family's life with the work of my own hands! I feel truly blessed to be able to have this experience. I've heard people who've attended previous mission trips state that "you don't come back the same person". That "this experience changes you". I hope that it changes me...for the better.
Hubby can be protective sometimes and this was one of those times. He's very concerned for my safety and doesn't really want me going to Mexico in the current climate with the drug war going on. Despite his pleas for me not to go, I'm going anyways. It is just something that I have to do. So hopefully I make it back unharmed otherwise he'll be quite mad at me for leaving him widowed.
A did have a realization that made me smile. He said "I know you'd rather me not race dirt bikes but I do it anyways. So I support you if you decide to go...even though I don't want you to." I love that man so much.
I'll be keeping a journal and will share my stories and pictures on my blog when I return. Don't worry...I'm not going for two weeks. If you've been on a mission trip that hugely impacted your life and would like to share your experience on my blog (in a guest post) while I'm away, please email me at dreamingofdimples (at) gmail (dot) com.