In the month of February I partook in a mission trip to Guatemala, a trip that I will never forget. I spent roughly a week in Guatemala, that went by nearly too fast. Within the essay I shall share my story about the things I saw, and the stuff I did. I saw great poverty in my travels that of which makes me grateful for the bounty that I have, but yet seems so little. I attended the mission with my church, one from Sioux City and another from the Holland region of Michigan. We spent three days building houses for a village that was nestled in along a hillside. I forget how long it took to get there but I believe it was no more than a two hour drive. We split up into five groups, each group built a house. My group was made of seven, two from my church (including myself) four from Michigan, and a native Guatemalan who worker for Paradise Bound. His name was Daniel, the other from my church was our pastor Clint Richardson, and from Michigan Kyron, Kristen I believe, Tanya and I think Jene (Kyron and Kristen were both my age). The houses that we built were about ten feet by twelve. We spent the first day constructing the main frame of the house. Instead of wood we used aluminum and screwed them together. Once that was done we caulked and nailed the frame done into the concreate. We then put up the drywall and rock board. We received a lot of help …show more content…
We then all got together to put stucco on the houses. The color of the stucco we put on the house was “succulent spring salmon” I still have some stuck to my watch. After all that was done we painted the inside of the houses. In Guatemala bright colors are common place, where here it is odd and off putting. The base color of the inside of the house was a bright green, and we just barely got it done with just one can of paint. The inside was then colored with an assortment of flowers, a cross, and a tree with the hand prints of all the local
My grandfather asked me “Which one?” I respond “Let’s get this one”. Little did I know that guinea pig was my dinner. Guinea pigs or cuy are not pets but food in Ecuador. When I arrived at the airport it looked like any typical airport, but it felt as if I was in a different world.
One thing is a dream in serving God, and another thing is to do it. When we came to the US with Adriana, my wife, was a new star for us. We got married before came. However, also was a new beginning in my ministry… God planted a new and bigger vision in our hearts.
Living in Nicaragua, I have developed many relationships among the lower class. These relationships gave me time to reflect upon myself and be grateful for the resources I have. Communicating and spending my time with the children on my parents' mission site, I have come to understand the children and their circumstances of financial hardship. This time of serving gave me a time to understand myself and helped determine my future goals in my academic life and career. One particular relationship I had was with a boy named Kenner.
With an abrupt rattle and jerk, I was interrupted from my two-and-a-half hour uncomfortable van ride nap. Immediately, my nostrils were flooded with tropical coconuts, bananas, and citruses of nearby vendors and shacks. Drowned out by the rambunctious engines of motorcycle taxis were the passionate greetings of townspeople and the entire community. When I stepped out of the van, the horizon was noticeably stuffed with constant greenery and the humidity was so thick that I could almost chew it. The neighborhood seemed shabby and run-down, yet everyone smiled and treated one another like a big family.
I believe in finding yourself in others. In the 21st century when you grow up you are surrounded in a world of technology, ungratefulness, and high expectations. Before I went on this life changing missions trip that was my mindset. I was ungrateful,and jealous of what I did not have. But now my values and my mindset has changed I now am grateful, and I am jealous of the people who have so little and are still so happy.
We walked very long distances to fields that my dad owned to work on planting, harvesting, pretty hard labor. We would stay there for 7-8 hours working non stop all 7 days of the week. Our living conditions then weren't so great we were poor so my dad taught us at an early age ‘you have to work towards change’. At noon we would all head home and me and along with my two other sisters assisted out mother in preparing food. After we ate we arranged all our supplies for the following day and went to
Going through every security checks and bag checks, I anxiously waited until it was my turn. There were thousands of people standing at the baggage claim waiting to claim their luggage and others were rushing to the gate to catch their flight. I happened to be one of those people. Sitting in the cold lounge, waiting for my flight to El Salvador to arrive, all I could think about was my mother’s last words before she said goodbye. Her exact words were “I promise, I will be there soon.”
During the summer of 2015, I had the chance to travel out of California for the very first time. It wasn’t very far but it was still a life-changing event. Ever since I was a little kid, I have always wanted to take part in mission trips because I heard many fascinating stories and the immense impact these trips had. Luckily, I got the chance to join one before my senior year.
I had been flying for only a few hours, and I couldn't wait to step off the plane, grab a Starbucks, and start a great adventure in Haiti. When I caught my first glimpse of this country I quickly realized that I was in for a rude-awakening. I had gone to Haiti hoping that somehow I could "change" the world, starting with this small country, but the exact opposite happened. Haiti changed me. What I saw in the week to come was nothing less than heart breaking.
This summer, my church took a missions trip to Puerto Penasco. It wasn 't the easiest trip to plan, seeing we only had two months to plan for it, and pay for it. Yes, this trip was spontaneous, and we worked very hard to get the money for it. It was a hot day when I and the rest of the missions team got out of the airplane in Phoenix, Arizona.
Growing up in Honduras was quite an experience. I come from a hard working family where both of my parents went through several obstacles to provide me and my siblings a stable life. Honduras is a country that is consider a third-world country where economy along with delinquency are a big issue, but my parents still manage to provide the sources for me and my other two siblings on what it is necessary. My family and I were affected by organized crime, a day where my life was changed forever. It was a Friday afternoon when my brother and my father were kidnapped, they had left to a soccer game.
One of the first times that I volunteered was for a summer camp at my church. At this camp, I was assigned to the craft station. Every morning we were in charge of gathering the materials to make the craft kit’s needed for that day 's crafts, and
I had always heard my parents talk about the country where they were raised, Venezuela. I had wondered what it was like there since I had never been. All of my family lived there and I had never seen them. One day near Christmas break my mom asked me “David, would you like to see your family this Christmas?” As I looked up at her in excitement the thought of being able to see everybody went across my mind.
In my life ive had lots of memorable events , but the most unforgettable one was my graduation trip to Cancun Mexico. when I first found out I was going to this trip I thought it would be so easy as in just get up and go, but no this trip took tons of planing, the most important part of this trip was getting my passport that took about five weeks to arrive, once I received my passport then I was able to start booking my flight, that's when the excitement started,then I booked my hotel. I took care of all the important things then I started looking into placing and things I would be visiting such as beaches,water parks, entertainment shows,shopping centers,restaurants,etc The day arrived off we go to Cancun my boyfriend,friends and I, We got to the airport early that morning went thought security then we grabbed are tickets found are gate number then took a sit while we wait for the plane