The experience of Cuba missions still resonates in my mind and memory. It was an experience like no other, sometimes I lay awake at night thinking about the people I encountered and the love that was felt in the nursing home. I feel an emptiness inside of me, not because anything was wrong, but simply because I long to go back and to help more people. I want to go back and see the improvement of the people that I worked along-side in the hot sun. I wish that I could do more, and I know that I am not alone in feeling that way. I believe that is the hardest thing to do when going home from a mission trip. To know that the people one encounters will still be there and life will continue to go on for them and myself. That is the hardest part coming back from a mission trip. All I know is that CUBA has the most beautiful land and people; they have such energy about them that is so passionate and on fire for God. It is astounding how they were willing to give up the little that they do have and still have joy in their hearts regardless of the hardships that they face every day. When I left CUBA, I was thinking about how much I wanted this trip to have a lasting effect on me, and now I know that they it definitely has. I will forever remember CUBA.
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