I was nine years oldETHAN
This is my testimony when I went on the mission trip in 2008. I was nine years old at the time. The first stop we made in Virginia, me, Mrs. Tomita, and another girl on the trip saw a vision of crystals. None of us knew what it meant until the next day when a group of people found a tunnel of crystals. In Washington DC , we went to the Capitol building, the Lincoln Memorial, and met this group of people there in their late teens early twenties. In Baltimore, we went to the middle of the street and did a dance routine in front of a random crowd. They were all looking at us. That is my testimony of the mission trip in 2008.
An Awesome SeasonWENDY
What an awesome season we walked through with our kids while they participated in the kid’s mission program at our church. I think a big lesson that they learned is that the Holy Spirit isn’t pint sized in them. The same Holy Spirit that they see move in adults moves also in them! That was proved to them on our mission trips when the kids would lay hands on other children and adults. We witnessed adults falling out in the spirit and weeping as these kids, pure in heart, laid their hands on these people and prayed for them, believing for a mighty move and healing. We watched the kids learn to play instruments, mostly self taught, and put a band together to lead worship. Other kids used their voices and took their worship team on the mission trip. It is amazing to see your children raise their hands to Almighty God in praise and adoration, demonstrating their love and devotion to their Lord and Savior. Our kids are serving the Lord today; one is a worship leader for the teen department at our church, another plays bass, and another plays keyboard when his college schedule and the opportunity present itself. Our oldest, in the military, played drums for a season for a church on his base. God has been so faithful to instill in our children a love for Him and a knowledge and understanding of the power in His name!!
Mexico definitely impacted me as a young girlRACHEL
The experience of going on a mission trip to Ensenada, Mexico definitely impacted me as a young girl. I was only nine years old and I went with a children’s ministry group, without my parents. At first my parents thought I was crazy, but they decided to let me go because I knew I was supposed to. We distributed food and medicine, prayed for people, and spent time working at an orphanage. This helped me realize how fortunate I was in my own life. The whole experience and others developed a desire within me to help alleviate suffering in our world. It gave me perspective about what is important and strengthened my faith. Today all the media messages about needing to constantly improve our appearance or have all these material objects to make us happy are shaping children’s lives at a very vulnerable time. Experiences like these, where children may find out how others live and offer their time and attention to a good cause, have the ability to shape more compassionate and aware individuals.