There is nothing more important than the Love of Christ. As a Christian and as Jesus's daughter, I am here to do more than live. I am here to Love. I am here to shine Jesus. I am here to give my all to the orphans of Christ and to the poor and starving of this world.
Working for the Lord, working for His children.
That is the theme of this ministry in El Salvador. That is the theme I want for my life. Everywhere I go I want to serve His children. His children is everyone. That is what I am called to do as a child of God. That is what I am going to do.
El Salv was amazing. There was not a single moment that I wasn’t in shock of all the love i felt while I was there. These people are completely suppressed by their government and they almost have no way out of it. I don’t know quite how to explain the way I felt their but it was good.
We went to a little village community and had a church service and cook out and was able to feed over 200 people. Wow. It was amazing. I met amazing people. Little kids would just come up to me and give me a hug and you could feel the thankfulness for us they had even though they couldn’t speak it to us.
We built a house for such a deserving family. Most people there live in “houses” we wouldn’t even park our John Deere lawnmowers in. I fell in love with the little girl, Flora, who lived in that house too. I gave her my sunglasses and the joy that fell over her face was unexplainable. She started dancing around like I did when I got my new IPhone. All i gave her were my cheap $5 dollar sunglasses from Wal-Mart that I could just go get a new pair when I got home. We washed the families hair because one daughter had lice. What a humbling experience. Washing their hair, fixing it, painting nails. Things we pay others here to do. They never get done. We gave out new shoes to the children and some adults. Seeing those boys run around in their new tennis shoes was amazing! Being able to kneel down at their feet, clean their feet and place new shoes on their feet was so humbling and exactly what we are called to do. I loved playing mud soccer with these kids and throwing frisbees and letting them have fun that they don’t normally do.
The man of the house, after we finished, told us we are part of his family now and we are always welcome in his home, he said his home is our home, always. wow. It felt so good to be able to do something so small for this family. literally the size of the new house we built for them was smaller than my bedroom.
Visiting the orphanages was another great experience in itself. We went to a boys home, which was so fun. making bracelets, duct tape wallets, played soccer. Spent quality time with them that they don’t often get. We went to a special needs orphanage, which was so humbling. We had fun coloring and we danced to Michael Jackson, and I had the honor of dancing with the MJ star! he was so much fun and kissed me on the cheek when I left and called me beautiful. man, those kids and almost adults were so much fun.They were so happy to see us and sad when we left. We went to a girls home, which had many kids also because they had teenage moms. So we spent quality time with the girls and made purses with them, did their nails, gave them new clothes for them and their babies. We spent time with the children and special needs children. I got to jump on a trampoline forever with one special needs boy who gleamed with joy when I jumped with him and treated him like a regular boy. We got to spend time with the babies, where I fed little stephanie, about 2 months old baby with hydrocephalus or better known a water head baby. not knowing then but I would soon find out more about her the next week when I was introduced to Chris, a translator for the december group who would be staying at camp for a week. But thats another story for another time.But now that I know more about her, I wish I had stayed with her a little longer.
Then one night i had a very, very, very humbling and life and heart changing experience. We went to go feed the homeless. Just typing this makes me tear up and break my heart. Here in the states I don’t feel as much sympathy towards the homeless. I feel as if they have so many more opportunities to do something with their life. Because they do. Pretty much anyone could get a job anywhere. But in El Salvador it’s quite different. their isn’t much opportunity once you’ve become homeless. Most of them are born with a life that has no different outcome. Because if your born homeless and an orphan, you stay in an orphanage with no help of finding a job or anything and your kicked to the streets when you turn 18. We made almost 300 bags of food and still turned away over 200 people. I couldn’t sleep that night. All I could see were the faces of those sleeping on the sidewalk. the faces of those who heard Kurt’s truck and knew the sound and came running yelling for food. The faces of the old couple and the man letting his wife have the blanket while he only had a thin jacket. The faces of the teens my age who had given their life to the streets and to prostitution and sniffing glue to get high so they don’t feel the pain of them starving to death. Their were faces of women, of young boys and girls, of the elderly, the hurt, the starving, teenage girls. All sleeping in ally’s, train stations, behind trash cans, on benches. There was nothing I could do to help them and it broke my heart. All I can do is pray that they know Christ. I can only pray for a miracle that they will be able to find a way out of this suppression and life a life for Christ.
This trip was not a simple church camp that I went on that puts me in this on fire for Christ feeling for a few weeks that simply slips away and soon I’m back to the world. No, this is showing me exactly where I want my life to go and where Christ wants my life to go. Those two paths that used to be completely different are finally seeing the seeing ending. As I continue to dwell on all the memories I have from this trip and I realize that it was almost more of a blessing for me than the people I came into contact with. I realize that I’m about to start college. and as much as i wish i could pack up and move to another country to continue doing missions, I know that my future and what I feel inspired and called to do has me to continue this trip though college and to be a PA so I can do what I feel called to do in medical missions. Hopefully the pull I feel towards Africa is a pull from God. But I’m going to college so I can make an impact and share where my joy comes from. Im not going to just let this Jesus high go away in a couple weeks and start living with the world again. No, Im living for and because of Jesus. I have a short time on earth to share this Love, time for me can wait until eternity. THIS IS LOVE. JESUS IS LOVE.
So the honduras trip got changed to el Salvador! (: super awesome! I can’t wait. Really sweet God has given me this oppurtunity to serve over seas.
I have been led to sign up for the Honduras mission trip with my church happening in June. Im very excited to finally do what God has called us as Christians to do! And after hearing the stories of the ones who went to el salvador, i just cant wait to feel the love they felt.
this is missions with love. <3