Normally I am healthy as a horse. But after a week of leading a team in church construction, guiding them thru different sites around the city THEN bussing it to the Caribbean coast where the water is sketchy to drink, white-faced monkeys are found everywhere, and the suns heat rays are beyond toasty- somehow I transformed from that healthy horse to being sick as a dog.
Lets just say I have been sipping on pedialyte and gatorade for the past day and a half... thank God I am feeling better and just had a normal solid meal- I should be fine but I pray nothing rewinds itself back up from my stomach.
Well, this past week has been very different for me to say the least. It seems the every day and every week is something completely new and unexpected... The WUUMC Houston group was the first church missions group that I have known and worked with since last summer being part of the leadership team here in Costa Rica. This group works hard, plays hard, and eats hard LOL- though they set the standard of a highly spiritual missions group for me- I have been reminded of how different people and groups are.
Last week, Strong Missions had its first fraternity/sorority group come to work and serve!
I definitely felt honored to be assigned to guide and translate for the 18 PKA/KAQ guys and gals coming from Cincinnati. I never thought I would find non-Christians doing missions work- but it happened. Being a greek alum myself- AGO woo woot!- it was not too hard to find some common ground with them and to use that to lead into deeper conversations about faith, religion, and life...Though most of them got atleast buzzed during the time off at the beach and I had to do a bit of babysitting to make sure none died- I had fun and am thankful for the crazy experience that I shared with them.
It still continues to amaze me how I seem to get along and connect with nearly everyone that I come across.
These Pike guys and Theta girls definitely taught me (again) how you can't simply pass judgment on someone without putting forth the time and effort to get to know where their heart is at and where they are coming from... this world neglects getting to know the heart and the deepness of the individual and sticks with the superficial...Sad But True.
Being an intern for Charlie and for Strong Missions has beyond blessed me too much. Though its easy to just get caught up with working, serving, translating, traveling- even to the point of getting sickly ill- this internship experience has blessed me in discovering that international missions work is my passion.
Though I am returning to San Diego next month, I know that I will be yearning to for next opportunity to leave the country again haha- the latest will be next summer for sure (God willing).
No Way am I going to be bound to a single country, state, city, or zip code...not that there is anything wrong with that- but how can you neglect the calling of your passion?
Take this to heart:
Letting someone or something interfere with reaching your hearts passion is a sure path to being miserable.
Never settle for anything less than your Hearts desire and passion.
And may you be boundless in the discovery and pursuit of your God-given passion and calling. It is life changing.
God Bless you all.
