Purpose of Guatemala
I just returned from a mission trip to Guatemala, Central America. In the days leading up to this trip and even on the plane to Guatemala, I was uncertain of my reasons for going. For those around me, they saw the nice gesture. For me, I wanted to know the purpose. Why was I picking up a week of my life to go do this? Sure it was a nice thing to do, it was a trip for the furthering of God's kingdom, and a selfless act for others. It still was not enough for me to understand. My faith and trust in God was the only confirmation for this trip. He was leading me towards something and while I did not know what it was at the time, I accepted His push and trusted His direction. The first night in Antigua, my team was shocked by my lack of interest in drilling the well. They told me I was going to be missing out, and yet on my heart deep in my soul I knew that there was something else I was supposed to be doing. I committed the week to hygiene and stuck to my gut feeling. ...