I was very uncertain about the nature of this trip in the beginning. I almost didn’t want to go. It was much different from NYSKC and I was not sure what to expect. However, I thank God for opening my heart and giving me some of the most unforgettable experiences while in Mexico and Los Angeles.
Because of this trip, I truly realized how blessed I am to live in America. At the Ensenada missionary base, we had strict restrictions on our use of water. Showers were to be kept as short as possible. Tap water wasn’t filtered clean enough to rinse our toothbrushes. The water pressure for both toilets and showers were much lower compared to America. In the neighborhood we were in, children and families lived in one-room homes. Most homes didn’t have a bathroom in their own homes and there was not a smooth paved road to many of the homes, including the missionary base. Many of the children didn’t know their fathers. We even met a 15 year-old girl with her baby. It was truly heartbreaking. The culture shock was big.
However, despite the difficult circumstances, I was touched by the people we have met. I was amazed by the openness and kind hearts of the missionaries in Mexico. I could see their love for Mexico and their passion to serve the mission of God. I will always remember the voice of Pastor John and Ms. Joy singing with their hearts during our morning services. I will always remember the kindness and love of Ms. Mingy. Their prayers were sincere.
I was touched by their dedication to God. I was amazed at the happiness and openness of the children we met. There was a little girl who held onto my hand when we were going through the neighborhood, watching for my safety. I still keep the small charm she gave me, even though she had very little on her own. I wanted to help her and all the children we met.
Also, I want to have faith like the workers at the orphanage we went to. I don’t know how to describe the feelings I had while in Mexico. By the end of the trip, I wanted to stay longer in Mexico. My heart aches for the children and families in Mexico. My prayer for missionaries have changed after the Mexico trip. My prayers are more sincere and earnest. I pray that God will continue to show his love for the people in Mexico. I pray that the lost people there will find faith. Without faith, it is impossible to do God’s mission. I pray that the children we met in Mexico will hold onto their faith.