Mission Trip Essay

What better way to take advantage of summer than by going on a mission trip to Guatemala. A mission trip to Guatemala satisfies the soul in a way no other trip could. In Guatemala there is a captivating orphanage called "Casa Shalom" meaning House of Peace. This orphanage is located in the heart of San Lukas, Guatemala and once one arrives they will see this is an establishment truly touched by the hand of God. This orphanage's mission is to meet every spiritual and physical need of children who were

unbelievable mountain ranges filled my eyes as our youth pastor showed us the destination of our next mission trip, Yellowstone National Park. I remember looking at these pictures and thinking there was nothing more I wanted to do than see this amazing wonder. I wanted to be fully one with nature and experience it with some of the people I loved most, my youth group. While planning for this trip, I had no idea that by the end of it I would have hiked eighteen miles into the deep backcountry of Yellowstone

In July of 2015, I went on a mission trip with my youth group. We went to the Tau House in Cincinnati. During this mission trip, we got to pick places to go to each day. Some people went to feed the homeless, while others packed boxes, and others went to watch kids. This trip changed my perception on homeless people and it made me want to lend a hand to anyone in need. While packing my bag for the mission trip, I got a little nervous. I was scared of talking to people from my youth group that I

(The last suitcase was shoved into the back of the bus, and our next stop would be Winchester, Virginia.) My youth group and I were headed to Philadelphia, Pennsylvania for a mission trip. We would be involved with a program called P-2 mission, which partnered us with a local church, Calvary Christian. During the day we would be doing street outreach and during the night we would be hosting a Vacation Bible School. There was an urgency to have this church up and running because the community around

From the miniscule of helps to the grandeur of provisions, anything we have done to the least of these, we have done unto our Savior (Matthew 25:40). My pearls of serving others have carried me to the uttermost parts of the world in the form of mission trips with ample opportunity to share the gospel. Our marching orders known as the great commission is laid out in Acts, “But you will receive power when the Holy Spirit has come upon you; and you shall be my witnesses both in Jerusalem, and in all

My Mission Trip to Brazil Ahh to be back in Brazil with the sun, water, and breeze. It was like that sometimes but sometimes we were working, we meaning my family, the Gales(missionary friends), and myself. We flew to Sao Paulo, Brazil, Spring break of 5th grade, with a purpose of sharing the gospel. It was a very different experience with cultural differences such as food, gestures, and traditions. Did you know that if you come to something on time that it is considered rude? It was also different

signed, and countless bits and pieces of history, I was pretty excited. The reason my mom, sister, pastor, youth pastor and a few other people were all going to Philadelphia is because we all signed up to go on a missions trip for our church to Philadelphia. It was an amazing trip. But that’s not what I’m here to talk to you about. I’m here to tell you why I chose, and love Philly.

Three years ago I went to the Cumberland mountains of Tennessee. June came more quickly than I had planned. Before I knew it, it was time to go on my mission trip. Twelve hours of driving seemed like it took forever. During that twelve hour drive, I thought a lot about what I had imagined the week would be like. I knew it would take hard work and an open mind. Those twelve hours finally came to an end, we were in the mountains of Tennessee. I had mixed emotions that was going through as we

Dear WAHOO! Another year has flown by, summer is creeping up on us, and this means that yet another life-changing experience is approaching me leaving my heart and mind ever so anxious. The 2018 mission trip will take place in Pine Ridge, South Dakota, and I couldn’t be more excited to add more fuel to my fire for Jesus that has been growing in my heart. In a few short weeks, I will have the opportunity to travel with the Marathon FCA group to the reservations to assist in building houses, work

we have begun a revolution. Americans began going on mission trips around the 1960s but did not really pick up until the 1990s. The trend grew after multiple natural disasters, Americans saw and need and went, since then short term mission trips show no sign stopping anytime soon. As the popularity of leaving our comfort zones, many people have found issues with the way the trips are led to the extent of questioning whether or not these trips are really worth the amount of money and time that they

This past summer I was able to go on a mission trip and it changed me forever. I went on this mission trip with my youth group because we like to take one mission trip every year for the purpose of helping people for one week who are less fortunate than us. We went with the mission group CMT, Carolina Mission Team, which sends groups of adults and youth to locations which are in need. This year we went to the city of St. Louis, Missouri. Most of us worked at a site called the CAC, Christian Activities

For this year’s mission trip, I went on the LoveMyCity #Manchester trip. This was my first mission trip, and I am completely grateful that it was this amazing, eye-opening experience. Each day was a new adventure with arousing lessons. It was astonishing to see people with a crazy amount of brokenness have so much hope. Within the first night, I got to see all around Manchester and where certain things took place throughout the years. The next day we got to help out at the local City Reach

This year my youth group went on another mission trip. We went to Copperhill Tennessee the same place we went last year. Everyone expected everything to be the same as last year but everything was different this time. There were very many problems this time. Last year we had money in our account and didn't have work to do, the bus ride went smoothly, and everyone got to go and got along very well. This year though we had to raise the money by working at fundraisers three times a month or more

Dear (insert name), This year I had gone to Ashland, Montana on a mission trip. Many people ask me if this trip was “fun” I just don’t think that word even remotely describes this trip. For the first four days I spent my time hiking twenty-two miles in the mountains. And in these mountains we carried in large backpacks around fifty to sixty pounds which included our clothes, tents, sleeping equipment, and camping equipment that was used throughout the hike. The trail we used was very dangerous

hanging out with friends. It’s when I’m able to go on a mission trip that I can truly show and see what I believe in. I have been on four mission trips altogether and this summer I took a leap of faith and left the country for the first time to serve. Nicaragua held the same focuses as trips in the United States, but what I consider a mission trip from my experience in the past was not what this trip had in store. My first mission trip was five years ago when I was in eighth grade. Both my

experiences and memories I had gained on my mission trip to Guatemala. Much to my surprise, it had not taken a lot to convince my dad to let me tag along on a mission trip to Guatemala with him. The company my dad worked for, Family Christian Stores, held multiple mission trips each year to various locations. My dad had already been to Mexico, and was assigned to a group going to Guatemala next. Upon learning that I wanted to go, he assured me that it would not be a trip full of sightseeing or activities,

shape who we are. For me, that event was the two mission trips that I went on with my church. Beginning in the summer of 2013, some of the youth from Christ Church in Warwick, NY, traveled to San Jose, Costa Rica, to start the construction on an Episcopal Church. We then returned in the summer of 2015 to continue our work on the same church, Iglesia Episcopal La Ascensiόn. What I didn’t know, was how much these trips would impact my life. On each trip, we visited this one, really special elementary

Out of all places I could go I would ultimately pick Kenya, Africa. When I was a little girl, my mom told me stories of how she went there for a mission trip and how it was an experience of a lifetime. But, Kenya has changed a lot since my mom has been there. The amount of people that face starvation has drastically increased over the past few years. I intend on going to Our Lady of the Lake of University and receive my bachelors in Nutrition and become a licensed dietitian. A dietitian’s job is

Belgium. The decision of which students went where was decided by (youth group leaders?), but students were able to apply specifically for which trip they preferred. The students helped these communities by sharing their testimonies and praying with disadvantaged people. North junior and Henderson Hills member Maddie Briscoe said this was her first mission trip, and she was drawn to Nicaragua because of the absence of religious teaching there. “I felt like it was an incredible opportunity I couldn’t

In my lifetime, many experiences have changed my character, with the most memorable being the mission trip I took to Parmelee, South Dakota. This endeavor showed me how to be caring and love everyone, despite their circumstances. Although it took time, I learned to show kindness to everyone and not just the people I feel comfortable around. During my missions work, one child revealed to me how to be compassionate to people who may not deserve it, and to give to other unconditionally. Growing up