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Personal Narrative: My Mission Trip To Jamaica

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AAs I looked out the window of the bus, I see people huddled around fires and destroyed buildings. While I am overcome with anxiety, fear and terror, I think to myself, “What have I gotten myself into?” I wonder if I made the right choice to go on this mission trip and how life would be in Jamaica. Although I had all of these doubts about Jamaica, I knew I was not here on a vacation and instead was here to help the disabled children and adults in the Mustard Seed Communities. Although this trip was almost two years ago, it seems like it was only a few weeks ago when I left everything behind, especially my friends and family. In addition to that, I could not bring my phone and other electronic devices. Obviously, I left the luxuries of my life at this point to take on a new challenge with my church. …show more content…

After feeling as though I was not contributing anything, that all changed in three days during our nightly discussion. During this “pow wow” as we liked to call it, we talked about our work that day. There were many breath-taking emotions unleashed as each of us explained what they were feeling. Even though I seldom show emotion, my stoic expression changed that night. As tears trickled down my face, I quickly thought about my deceased grandfather who I felt was watching over me. That night, I brought my cousin into a room with me and I cried. I finally figured out why I was meant to come and serve these

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