After so many years of confusions of if I am ready for a mission trip, I decided to do my first mission trip to Kenya on 2017. It was a Mission trip organized by the church I go. I was not sure if I am a correct person to even go for this but somehow decided to apply for it.
I want to share my experience of my first mission trip and what did I gain out of it at the end as small parts for me to remember and if you enjoy reading it, have a great read… if not just don’t worry.
We had 4 team meetings to get to know about Kenya and also to get to know each other. First meeting in the church started with a prayer and we got introduced to Kenya and the basic culture we need to be aware of was explained.
Our trip was scheduled for 8/24/2017 to 09/06/2017.
There came 08/24 and there also came Hurricane warning to Houston where all from our team live. The Hurricane was supposed to hit Houston in 3 days which was supposed to be 27th.
My first mission trip with a heavy heart left to airport hoping the hurricane does not affect Houston as we are not new to Hurricane.
We all met at the church then drove to the airport and still my heart had this question “What am I doing?”. With no much answer checked in at the airport and followed the team to have a quick lunch before we boarded the flight. I see my team mates all of them with prior experience going on mission trips I was sitting there all confused with the same question running in my head “What am I doing?”
With 15 minutes to board the flight there comes a slight strong suggestions this time running in head – “Dude still not too late, just tell the team you are going to rest room and run away”. 15 Minutes there to board the plane and a chance to become a “Runaway Missionary” I finished eating my burger. Continued…. Part2