We sit here on Friday night trying to keep our eyes open after a week filled with hard work, new friends and an overwhelming sense of God's presence. Every mission trip I have been on has had great moments and this one certainly has had more than its share. As we finish our work for the week it always comes with mixed emotions. Excitement that we will be heading home to see our family and friends (I am really missing Gina and my little guys). Sadness that we will be saying goodbye to these new friends we have met here in Oklahoma. People like Georgia whose house we had the opportunity to see become just about completed. Her joy and gratitude is infectious. Or Stan, our construction supervisor that led us this week with a quiet grace and calm that was amazing.
We have done good work this week. We painted. We raked (and raked and raked). We laid sod to give Miss Georgia a new front lawn. We mulched and spread seed and a host of other little tasks to make her house a home.
But, I believe the most important thing wasn't done by us. It was done by God. God brought us all here and touched each of us in a profound way. These trips feed my soul. It reminds me of what we, as the Body of Christ, are called to be and do. To reach out. To be "doers" of our faith. This week the church left the building and lives were changed. It is my prayer that what we bring back is more than what we had when we left. I pray that this experience will remind us that we are called to be seed throwers and flame starters for Jesus.
Jeff
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