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Why GO?

I’m just days away from my short-term missions trip to Honduras. I will be one of almost 2,000 missionaries that will flood the nation of Honduras with God’s love. Although I’m so excited to be going and ministering to the high school students there through testimonies, skits, and prayer times, I still marvel that I am going. As I pack my suitcase this time around, I’m reflecting on how I even started going on these trips and why I go. Blessings!

I must say I am an accidental short-term missionary. At least in my eyes. I never grew up wanting to go on missions trips. I certainly didn’t know any missionaries. Over the years, I did discover that I enjoyed traveling. My goal years ago was to travel to the cities that hosted Olympic Games. And God allowed me to go to the modern Olympic Games stadium in Athens, Greece and the stadiums in Sydney, Australia, Salt Lake City, Utah and Los Angeles, California. Not bad! I am so grateful for all the wonderful places I’ve gotten to travel to over the years.

But God had different plans for me. After years of traveling for vacation and for work and after my amazing time in Israel in 2007, I knew it was time to “give back.” Before I could even ponder where I might go, God introduced me to Tyler Burkett from Extreme International.

Tyler was in town with his wife and a group of teens who were on a missions trip to New York City. I was guiding his team on an outreach through the New York School of Urban Ministry (NYSUM). During our lunch break, the kids mentioned that they had been on a missions trip to Ecuador. I was intrigued. My Dad is from Ecuador so I asked them which part they had gone to, and they proceeded to say the name of my Dad’s hometown! What? Of all the places in the world, these kids had gone on a missions trip to the place where my Dad was born and raised? When Tyler said he went there often and invited me to join them, I didn’t need to see a burning bush in front of me. I KNEW that I would travel with him one day. The next time I saw Tyler, it was two years later. I was in the airport in Ecuador with my teammates from Texas for the missions trip in 2010.

In between meeting Tyler and traveling with his group, Steve and Dianna Butcher from Amazon River Churches came to speak at my church, and they made an open invitation to go build a church in the Amazon jungle in Brazil!  I wrote here how tough it was for me to decide to go, but again God had already softened my heart towards missions.  I had no previous desire to travel to Brazil, but in 2009 I packed my bags and went on an adventure of a lifetime!

After going to Brazil with Steve and the team in 2009 and Ecuador with Tyler and the team in 2010, I was open to Steve’s invitation to AFRICA, which I wrote about here.

All this talk about traveling can sound kinda glamorous to some, but it’s not always easy to get on a plane, leave all your loved ones behind and go to some foreign country. There are shots to take beforehand (and sometimes gigantic malaria pills to swallow during the trip!), money to raise, vacation time to be used. There’s also lots of prayer and fasting to get ready for the spiritual battles that will take place.

Surprisingly enough, sometimes the toughest battles are fought long before even setting foot on the plane!

So why do I go?  Seriously. Why worry about mosquitoes and critters and what the sleeping conditions will be like? Why go to places where I have to brush my teeth with bottled water and avoid certain foods? And WHY go to places where I have to carry toilet paper with me and drown my hands in hand sanitizer??? (Just trying to be real folks! Don’t worry, many times I’m also shocked by how modern some of the cities are!)

Clearly, missions trips should not be confused with your typical vacations!

I go for so many reasons including:

I see God move in miraculous ways! I have seen Him heal team members and keep us out of harm’s way! Yes, that means that team members have gotten sick and been healed while being out on the field. Some have come on trips defying their doctor’s orders, and God has kept them healthy!  Other times He has held back the rain for us during the monsoon season, and He has kept us safe in the jungle in Brazil, on the mountaintops in Ecuador and in the slums of Ethiopia. Of course, I see God move in miraculous ways here at home, but there is something so special about how I see Him work when I’m abroad.

I meet amazing people! From the sweet kids we get to play with and minister to, to the humble pastors we meet who receive meager salaries and little recognition, to the full-time missionaries we get to come alongside and encourage, there is no shortage of wonderful people to befriend like I wrote about here. Some of the heroes are the missionary kids who adapt to life “out there” and embrace the local kids as if they were their family. Speaking of local kids, in Ecuador there was a little 4-year-old who was the daughter of a local pastor. She came with us during all our home visits and she was such a delight. What a trooper! She climbed up and down the mountainside without any complaints.

My teammates also inspire me. They leave behind family and the comforts of home and sacrifice the little money and vacation time they have. They set aside fears of insects or of long flights, lay down worries about health issues, and just go and love on the people!

My faith g-r-o-w-s!  God speaks to me extra clearly when I’m “out there” and I love it!  I know that I am in the palm of God’s hand and in the center of His will for my life when I’m out there. And I know that we are covered in prayer. That’s why I can be at peace in the middle of the jungle while we’re painting the church in Brazil or while we’re swerving along the mountainside on winding roads without guardrails in Ecuador. That’s why I can feel God’s presence during an impromptu service in a junkyard in Ethiopia! That’s why I can talk to complete strangers about Jesus and pray for them on the spot!

I am so encouraged to see how the locals love the same God that I do. It reminds me that as Christians we really are one family with the same Heavenly Father! I am so blessed to be able to travel around this beautiful world that God has created! And I am humbled and honored that I can be the hands and feet of Jesus in any small way while I’m there.

Because God says GO! It’s all over the Bible. It’s some of the last words Jesus said to His disciples after He resurrected and before He ascended into heaven. That should be reason enough for all of us to Go! When God opens a door, it’s best to go through it! The peace comes from knowing He goes before us and is with us! That’s His Promise to us!

Some of you may be thinking about and praying about going on a short-term missions trip. I pray that God will confirm things to you and swing the doors wide open for you.

Below are a few verses that are near and dear to my heart especially as I prepare for mission trips. I pray they will bless you as well!

  • “I will give you every place where you set your foot, as I promised Moses.” (Joshua 1:3)
  • “Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged, for the Lord your God will be with you wherever you go.” (Joshua 1:9)
  • “Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying, ‘Whom shall I send? And who will go for us?’ And I said, ‘Here am I. Send me!'” (Isaiah 6:8)
  • “Then Jesus came to them and said, ‘All authority in heaven and on earth has been given to me. Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you. And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age.'” (Matthew 28: 18-20)
  • “But you will receive power when the Holy Spirit comes on you; and you will be my witnesses in Jerusalem, and in all Judea and Samaria, and to the ends of the earth.” (Acts 1:8)
  • “…Everyone who calls on the name of the Lord will be saved.’ How, then, can they call on the one they have not believed in? And how can they believe in the one of whom they have not heard? And how can they hear without someone preaching to them?  And how can anyone preach unless they are sent? As it is written: ‘How beautiful are the feet of those who bring good news!'” (Romans 10:13-15)

If this encouraged you, please feel free to leave a comment below. If you’ve already been on missions trips, I’d love to hear a bit about your experiences!

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Foreign Friends

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One of the best things about going on short-term missions trips is the people you get to meet along the way. It’s during these trips that you get to exchange ideas and interact with people that live in a completely different world than you. And you get to make memories with people that you may never see again. Below is the story of a young lady I met in Brazil that I will never forget. Blessings!

During the short-term missions trip I went on to Arumanduba, Brazil in March 2009, the team befriended the family that lived to the right side of the church that God allowed us to help build (the church is pictured above). So many generations lived in this one particular house right on the river. Among them was the older man who donated the land for the church to be built, a cute little 4-year-old boy who used to ride in a canoe by himself, and the boy’s grandmother. There was also a young couple.

We had all noticed there was something different about the young wife. She didn’t look like any of the people in the area. The Portuguese she spoke sounded like it was a slightly different dialect. She also seemed kind of melancholy. We soon learned that the young wife was actually only 14!

Josie, as I will affectionately call her, was caught between two worlds. She didn’t fit in with all the carefree kids splashing around in the murky water and climbing palm trees in their bare feet. She also didn’t fit in with all the adults that stayed indoors doing housework, went off to work or gathered around to see us crazy Americans assembling a church.

She looked like she was a foreigner who had come from another region of Brazil. Her blonde hair made her stand out among all the brunettes. She was extremely quiet and reserved. She seemed like a young girl trapped in an adult’s life.

All seven of the women on our team were hoping to get to know this mysterious young lady and thankfully God gave us the opportunity one afternoon. During a break from all the construction we were doing, we stopped and played games such as paddy cake with the kids. As we were relaxing on some chairs, Josie quietly came over and took a seat next to us. With our indigenous Brazilian missionary there to serve as our translator, we struck up a conversation with our new friend. We got to encourage her and pray with her, and God allowed us to lead her to the Lord right on the spot.

That in itself was precious! So was what happened a little while afterwards.

It was the end of the week and the construction was just about done and I was finally ready to hit the water. I had seen my teammates and the locals swimming all week long and none of them had gotten bitten by any piranhas that may have been lurking around, thank God! Now it was my turn to jump in.

The kids were so excited that I would finally be joining them for their daily swim! And though the water was well… FILTHY… I had been looking forward to taking a dip. Don’t worry, I didn’t put my head under the water!

While I was playing with the kids, Josie decided to join us. I was so happy she did! Her demeanor had changed so much after we prayed for her and she received Christ. It just seemed like a weight had been lifted off of her.

So she hung around for a bit, but then left. She motioned that she would be back. I figured she went off to do some chores in the house.

After awhile, she came back and had this little plastic jar with her that you would find in any salon here in the states. She then took out some cream from the container and put it on her hair. Then in a very sweet gesture, she reached out and showed me that it was avocado conditioner. She then motioned for me to put some in my hair, so I did.

At that moment, I felt a special bond with Josie. I felt like she was inviting me to enter her world. There I was, standing in the murky water that was like a second home to her and she was sharing probably one of the only simple luxuries she must have owned with me. It was a girlie moment in the Amazon jungle of all the places in the world! We were just two girls trading beauty secrets except we didn’t say many words. It was priceless!

The once shy girl was coming out of her shell. My how she had been transformed in such a short time!

The night of the church’s inauguration Josie and her husband went up to receive prayer for healing. What a blessing to see! I don’t think she or her family will ever forget our team and by writing this memory down,  it will help me to always remember Josie.

Of course, you don’t have to wait until you’re on the mission field to enter someone else’s world.  Who can you start befriending today?

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Provision

 

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As my next short-term missions trip gets closer and closer, I’m taking some moments to reflect on past trips. Blessings!
 

In November 2011, God allowed me to travel as a short-term missionary to AFRICA.  Africa, China and India have always seemed like such faraway places that only “professional” missionaries go. Why in the world would God want me to go to Ethiopia?  I wasn’t quite sure what awaited me in Africa. All I knew was that God kept reminding me that He would be with me.
 

He’s always spoken to me in such special ways when I’ve been abroad so I was looking forward to seeing all the mighty ways that He would show up in Africa. I kept saying the victory for me would be simply getting on the plane and also setting foot on the sixth continent that God has allowed me to visit. The rest would be icing on the cake.

 

Leading up to the trip, all I kept hearing from God was to “Go Forth!” He used people at church and even my niece and nephew to quote Joshua 1:9 to me to remind me to be strong and courageous on the trip. God encouraged my heart so much, that by the time the trip was a week away I could barely wait to GO!

 

Our journey started with a short flight from New York City to Washington D.C. As three of my teammates and I boarded the small commuter plane to D.C. to meet up with the rest of the group, I looked to my right and was surprised to see that my luggage was being lifted onto the plane at the same time that I was climbing up the steps. So just in case I had any last minute doubts, I felt like God was saying that me and my bags were right where we needed to be and there was no turning back! 

Amazingly, once we were in the airport, God sent one of my Bible study students — a man that had come to class only once during the previous summer —  to the same café our team was eating in. He prophesied over our leaders and encouraged me in the café and even during the plane ride to Ethiopia. Wow, I could already see God’s fingerprints everywhere, and I still hadn’t even set foot in Africa!

 

God did not disappoint me in Ethiopia. He was with us every step of the way. From visiting an orphanage named AHOPE for kids with HIV, to being surrounded by a sea of girls – more than 300 to be more exact  – at a government run home for abused and abandoned girls, to being able to share an encouraging word and worship together with the young men who live in a shack in a garbage dump, to getting to pray for the Pastor in the impoverished community also located near a large trash dump, to getting to read scripture aloud during a service at a temple for messianic Ethiopian Jews, each place we visited is a story in itself.

 

Every day, I felt God adding personal touches to show me that He had ordained for me to take this trip. For now, I’d like to focus on one of the most special “God moments” for me.

 

As the trip grew closer, I learned that we would be attending the wedding of our team leader’s daughter who was living in Ethiopia. I must admit that I wasn’t thrilled about that. I didn’t know the bride or groom and I was having a hard time reconciling that I was going to be staying at a fancy resort during a missions trip.

 

By the time we got to the wedding, which was during our final days there, I had gotten to know the bride and groom much better.  And after all that pouring out during our outreaches, I had no problem soaking in all the beauty and peacefulness at the resort. Everything was going great until I arrived at the ceremony and I saw that it was being held outdoors.

 

Since Ethiopia sits on the equator, the sun was really beating down on us. I have been in the sun at the equator in Ecuador and I got a major sunburn because of it, which was not fun.  Many times I have also come close to passing out after being in the sun for too long so I started to panic. I tried to sit in the shade for as long as I could but once the ceremony began, I quickly started to wilt. I jokingly said to my teammate, “The sun shall not smite thee by day, as long as you’re sitting in the shade.”  (Psalm 121:6) As usual, Dad was listening.

 

Finally, I had no choice but to run back to my room. I figured I would have to grab my water bottle and wear my baseball cap, but who wears a cap to a wedding? All these thoughts were running through my mind when I reached the bungalow that I was sharing with one of my teammates.

 

As I walked to the outdoor seating area in front of our room, I could hardly believe what I saw.  Hanging on a little hook outside our door was a beautiful umbrella. I had noticed it when we had first gotten to our assigned rooms earlier that day, but I never thought that I would use it. Now as I looked at it I saw the perfect parasol. I thought, “Wow, this resort really has all the bases covered. They even have umbrellas for their guests.”

 

So with that, I got my water bottle, grabbed the umbrella and I ran to my teammates’ room to my left so I could get their umbrella. But when I got there, I didn’t see anything. So I ran to my teammates’ room to my right, and again I found nothing.

 

Then it hit me. That umbrella was there just for me!  My Heavenly Father knew that I would need something to protect me from the sun and He knew that I would be the only team member that would run back to her room. A simple umbrella never meant so much to me. For in His great love for me, God provided exactly what I needed and He did so at just the right time.

 

When I told the story to my teammates during our devotional time the next day, one of them remarked, “God likes you.” I quickly answered,  “I like Him too!”  Of course, that is a huge understatement!

 

So yes, at a wedding all the way on the other side of the world, God showed me once again just how much He loves and cares about me and reminded me that He can provide for even the smallest of my needs!

 

God will do the same for you. Look for God’s fingerprints in your life. He really is all around!

 

“The Lord is thy keeper: the Lord is thy shade upon thy right hand. The sun shall not smite thee by day, nor the moon by night. The Lord shall preserve thee from all evil: he shall preserve thy soul. The Lord shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in from this time forth, and even for evermore.” (Psalm 121:5-8)

 Did this encourage you? Please feel free to leave a comment below!

 

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Lost and Found

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As I mentioned in last week’s post, while I was in Ecuador in 2010 I got to take a speedboat ride along the Amazon River with my Dad and some cousins. While we were there, we stopped at a little village where we learned about the local tribes. That’s where I picked out the pretty earring pictured above.

This earring is very special to me, so I don’t wear it often. I did wear it to a birthday celebration with my sister and her family last April. After our lunch, we took some photos outside of the restaurant, and then I drove back home.

When I got home and was unpacking my car, I realized that I was missing one of my earrings. No way!  My first thought was, “Oh no, when am I ever going to go back to the Ecuadorian jungle to find a replacement!”

It was dark, so I couldn’t see much but I quickly surveyed the inside of my car. Nothing. The next day I went back and even though it was daylight, I still didn’t see my earring. Not good.

I tried to forget about it, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that I would see this earring again. Perhaps it was because at a retreat a few years back, God allowed me to find two of my lost earrings!

So for some reason, every time I entered my car I couldn’t help but just give a glance around in hopes that my earring would turn up. Still nothing. Why was I still feeling like God was saying that I’d get it back?

I mentioned the missing earring to my sister and she asked me to send her a photo of it. (That’s when I snapped the picture above). Two weeks later she was back at the same restaurant and she asked them about their lost and found.  Only a sister would do that! Guess what she saw?

My earring was no longer M.I.A.!

So I did hear God correctly. I was reunited with my earring. Just not in the way I expected.

Why am I sharing all of this?

As I think back to that uneasy feeling I had when my earring was misplaced, I’m reminded of the parable Jesus shared about the woman who lost one of her coins. That coin was worth a day’s wages. No wonder she searched high and low for it. It was extremely valuable to her.

But why was Jesus telling this story? Certainly not to show that our possessions or money have any real worth. Far from it.

He was sharing that parable as well as the one about the lost sheep and the lost son to show how much He values even one lost soul!

“And when she finds it, she calls her friends and neighbors together and says, ‘Rejoice with me; I have found my lost coin.’ In the same way, I tell you, there is rejoicing in the presence of the angels of God over one sinner who repents.” (Luke 15:9)

Just one soul is priceless to Jesus! What a sweet Savior!

God will go to great lengths to find His lost and wayward children. And sometimes He will use US to help Him with the search and rescue effort.

In just a few short weeks, I will be headed on my fourth short-term missions trip. This time to Honduras.

Why am I going? I don’t have any direct connections to Honduras. I’ve already been on missions trips to this part of the world. I didn’t have any friends on the team. And Honduras is one of the most violent countries in the world! I’ll tell you more about the trip as it gets closer, but for now I can only say that I am going to help seek and encourage even one lost soul.

If you’ve ever lost/misplaced an item and felt the joy of finding it again, perhaps you’ve had just a tiny, tiny taste of how much rejoicing there is in heaven when even one sinner repents and accepts Jesus. (Luke 15:7)

To get to pray with and encourage even one lost soul in Honduras will be an extreme honor for me.

If you are one of those lost souls, I would be honored to hear from you as well.

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Reflection

Sea

Happy Easter! He is Risen! The MiraculousLovely moment I’m sharing this week is one of my most precious “God moments” ever. It’s what helped inspire me to step out into evangelism and to go on short-term missions trips. I hope it blesses you!

I know that God sometimes speaks to people through dreams. He doesn’t usually do that for me, but back in March 2007 as I was getting ready for my trip to Israel I started dreaming with water. I saw ocean water, and I also dreamt that I was at an aquarium.  I didn’t know what to make of the dreams, but I was really looking forward to seeing the Mediterranean Sea, the Dead Sea, the Jordan River, and especially the Sea of Galilee!

I began to wonder what God would do when I visited all those famous bodies of water that I had grown up reading about in the Bible!

So the day finally came when the tour group was going on a boat ride on the Sea of Galilee, and I was on high alert.  I just felt like God was going to do something special, and I didn’t want to miss it! It was a very overcast day, which was just fine with me.  The whole time we were in what they call a “Jesus boat” I kept looking out of the boat thinking, “Wow, this is what it must have been like the day the disciples got caught in the storm. And this is where Jesus walked on the water! What would I do if I saw Jesus walking on the water and He asked me to climb out?”

I’m not sure what I was expecting, but I kept my eyes peeled!  During the ride, the DJ started playing “Hava Nagila” and apparently for the first time the crew was inspired to show people how to dance to the song. I watched as a big circle formed in the center of the boat. Amid the celebration, one older woman said she was healed from a pain in her knee and was able to move around freely and dance again.  As amazing as that was, I was a little disappointed. I kept thinking that somehow my questions about my dreams with water would be answered during the boat ride.

Once the ride was over, I forgot about it and went along with my day.  As evening approached, we returned to our bungalow at the fabulous resort we were staying at by the Sea of Galilee and my mom and I went outside to enjoy the stunning scenery.  My mom began collecting rocks while I was drawn straight to the water.

In a moment that I will never forget, I looked out at the breathtaking Sea of Galilee in front of me and I opened my arms wide and exclaimed, “Oh, how beautiful!” And for some reason I looked down and saw my shadow in the water. To my delightful surprise, my shadow formed the shape of a cross.  At that moment, I felt Jesus whisper to me, “You were looking for me on the outside, but I am inside of you. You are a reflection of me.”

Amen! God did want to speak to me by the water but not in the way that I expected!  I thought it would be through something spectacular on the boat ride, but instead He showed up in a small, still voice and reminded me that He is always with me.

I had been a bit nervous about traveling to Israel, but that one moment helped to confirm to me that no matter where I go, God is with me because He lives inside of me. Knowing that has helped me launch out into many adventures over the years.

There is nothing more important than knowing that Almighty God is right there with you!  I pray that as believers, we would be like Moses who recognized the value of staying close to God.

“If your Presence does not go with us, do not send us up from here.  How will anyone know that you are pleased with me and with your people unless you go with us? What else will distinguish me and your people from all the other people on the face of the earth?” (Exodus 33:15-16)

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