After coming back from my missions trip I realized something: Painting churches, hanging out with kids, making sure I get THE PROFILE PICTURE for the next 6 months posted immediately on Facebook, and trinkets to bring back, should not be the reasons I decide to go. It absolutely wasn't to come back and share how much I changed their lives.
The honest truth is going to a foreign country, especially one that has 50 times less income per household than the US, seeing the joy and contentment in their eyes, knowing they have no clue where their next meal is, yet enjoys life, is something that changes you. I woke up, the reality I know is not true reality. I'm so focused on my iPhone, my camera, my car, my stuff, that I forget to stop and enjoy life. I need to find the joy that the Haitians have, and it only comes from one place, Jesus Christ.
I learned I should have never viewed a mission trip as "saving them." If anyone needs saved it's me. My lifestyle/money/decisions is about me, my happiness, and my success. How dare I think I can "help" people in a country that is financially bankrupt yet has immense joy.
I'm eternally grateful to the country of Haiti and what they taught me.
It's been great going through these photos that I honestly forgot I had until a month ago. Thanks for reading this far and please, please, please ask me about this trip if you have questions/concerns/things you want to talk about or get off your chest. Thanks!