Interstellar Adventures

August 15, 2005

Mission Trip

Filed under: Uncategorized — by InterstellarLass @ 1:25 pm

I got to thinking about this when reading another blog recently. I don’t think volunteering is promoted enough. I think this should be a part of our normal lives, not just something we do on occasion. I plan on trying to incorporate this more into my life, and teach my kids to do it too.

When I was growing up, my family was very involved in the church. I was raised Methodist by my mom, and my dad’s family was Baptist. Despite the fact the volunteering wasn’t promoted to me elsewhere, the church I attended was active in work in the community.

Starting in Jr. High, we were encouraged to start our mission work. We performed community service both in our community on weekends and such, and also outside our community for longer periods of time. 8th Grade was my first opportunity to experience this type of service.

8th Grade Mission Trip: San Antonio, TX
Since we were squirrelly pre-teens, we weren’t expected to be able to go out and work for days on end, with hard, manual labor. Instead, they were going to break us in easy. So, they combined a ‘fun’ trip with a ‘mission trip’. I’m not sure how many of us there were, maybe 30 or 40? We drove to San Antonio, and stayed in a hotel. We got to go to Sea World, and explore the River Walk. But, we also had devotional time, and talked about mission work and the purpose and need for helping others. Our mission for this trip was going to be working at the Methodist Mission Home. This is a facility that will house young mothers wanting to put their children up for adoption. They facilitate the adoption process and provide various services to birth and adoptive families. Our job was to perform maintenance work for the facility. I remember doing a lot of sweeping. We also did some landscaping. The work wasn’t difficult, and I had all the time in the world. So, giving my time to someone else seemed to be an easy thing to do. And, at this point, it was only one day. The facility looked better after we left. The residents could enjoy their temporary home more, and I had done something good for someone else. So began my enjoyment of this annual pilgrimage.

After this, I was hooked. I went on a mission trip each year in High School. I’ll tell you more about those over this week.

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