Mission Trips…

Few moments in life help define a person… helps them to step out of their comfort zone, and to just be. One summer during college, I had one of these moments. There isn’t a week that goes by that I don’t think about it… the time, that against my parents wishes (but with their support), I raised funds to go on a mission trip with two strangers from Texas. I packed a bag, and I was off to Mexico for a couple of months. Some of you helped support this journey either through thoughts and prayers or financially, and I thank you! If you have missions on your heart, whether long term or short term, listen and seek. If a missionary speaks at your church (and is still in financial need), and you feel led, give. I urge everyone to either support a mission or go on one yourself…you will not regret it. Back when I was in Mexico, there was still AOL dial up, and social media was nonexistent… I know many years have passed, but I recently came across a video from 2012 that is almost a mirror image of my time spent at Casa de la Esperanza, a moment in time that changed me, and helped me become the woman I am today. I was close to calling Mexico my home, but instead, God told me that “home is where the heart is”, and Lance had already stolen a piece of my heart, and it was back in Louisiana. Thankful and blessed!