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

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

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.

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

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

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