The mission trip was an absolutely blessed time for me. It was a break from the mundane that truly gave me a realignment of my heart to His heart. Each day had many God moments and learning points, and there were unique challenges for each school we visited.
The first challenge on day one was: the miscommunication of the number of children there were. The numbers that were given to us were around 50 students, but it jumped to around 100 when we were there. Nevertheless, God was ahead of us, and all our teams prepared extra materials and enough goodie bags for every child. This was something to really praise God for – for the team work and for how everyone handled the situation peacefully. The most amazing experience for me was how the children there are so responsive, and just always looking forward to your every hi-five, hugs and kisses.
The second day was the first day that we experienced a group of 90 children. (The context of this is that the students are actually divided into 4 groups for 4 stations we prepared, and a manageable number for each group of children was 50 on the average). So basically 90 children in a group was like almost twice the size. But thank God, we managed to pull through, and even interacted with the teachers.
The third day was a day of faith. It was the day that my station was living the “five loaves and 2 fishes” that we were teaching the children about. Basically, we left some important logistics at the hotel. They were logistics that made me go “so how ah, we brought almost nothing”. But yet through working together with the other stations, sharing items, every child could experience what we had to teach them, and God truly multiplied our 5 loaves and 2 fishes of logistics.
The 4th day I believe was the most challenging day of all. The day where 18 people ( including translators) handled the almost 600 children and the resistance from the principal herself for us to carry out our program. I really thank God for our team that was so willing to reenact the final skit 3 times due to space constraint, and the love of God that changed the heart of the principal, who later requested us to return the following year despite her initial resistance.
The final day was a challenging one for me personally – because I had seen the first few days of the toothbrushing station, and I prayed hard asking God for a stomach of steel after realising that my station combined with the theirs, due to a drop in the number of children. I was wondering how I was gonna help them when, every time I walked past the ground of spit and blood, I could not help but feel my stomach churn. However, during the station, I grew to care very much for 2 or 3 children and in fact helped to brush their teeth without feeling grossed out. At that moment, God revealed to me a very important lesson: which is that when you LOVE the child, the drool or blood or spit no longer bothers you, you are just really all focused to help the child brush his/her teeth. It is indeed a insight to me about how God felt when He gave us his life to cleanse us and to be amongst us – and that nothing “dirty” made him want to love us or save us any lesser.
This mission trip was God’s tool to teach me so much about Him and how God loves every individual and is the only one who can move peoples hearts into repentance. Furthermore, it is a pleasure to witness how all our brothers and sisters in Christ from all age groups coming together for this trip and gearing up for the revival. I hope that this would encourage you to sign up for the mission trips organised by your churches this upcoming year. May you all be blessed and be a blessing. Thank you!