If there’s one thing I’ve always wanted to do ever since I can remember is to be a missionary. I love the idea of going to a new place with a team of people who love God as much as I do. Interacting with new cultures and communities. The opportunity to grow in my personal faith by encountering others. I don’t really see myself as a preacher or potential preacher, that’s actually never crossed my mind, but just talking to people, teaching little children, helping rebuild homes and schools and just serving has been a passion I haven’t fully exploited.
Apart from a little community service and voluntary work (which I can’t really call a mission), I have yet to go on a mission trip. When I was getting ready to go for one a couple of months ago -which sadly failed to materialize – my mom told me that I’d mentioned wanting to go on a mission trip when I was really young, I can’t even remember that.
It really saddens me now, that I haven’t gone for one yet. So many setbacks but the dream lives on. I believe I have been called and I will go.
Mark 16:15 He said to them, “Go into all the world and preach the good news to all creation”
Until then I shall use what I have.