Mission to a Foreign Country

Around July the 1st of 2011, I was getting ready to go on the most amazing trip of my life where I could make a difference in other peoples lives, yet was unaware of my life being changed. I was was ready to embark on this journey across sea's, but little did I know that so much was to come and my heart was not at all ready for what was going to happen within those few weeks of a month being away from everything I was used to. It came to the 9th of July, where I was packing up my car getting ready to drive over to where I was meeting all of the people I was going on this journey with. My mind was going a mile a minute as to what extra things I would need to bring or if I was forgetting anything that I might need. It didn't sink in that I was leaving the United States to sacrifice all that I have here to go and minister and serve in another country, until I stepped foot on this foreign ground by the name of Budapest, Hungary. A place where not only did they speak another language, but a place where they layed down their lives for others, as I started to notice right when I met our leader for the trip, who was Hungarian. As I said before, nothing sank in that I was going into another country until I got there, and boy was I in for a shock. Going from driving through Atlanta to where I can read and understand the signs to, driving down there highway packed in a mini van with 9 to 10 other people with no air conditioning glancing out the front windshield to foreign language written on the signs on the side of the highway. I then started to freak out. I was finally realizing what I was getting myself into. I kept my thoughts to myself as we were driving down the small back roads of this small town called Baja but said "Boyo" Very interesting language they had. I learned that none of the vehicles had air conditioning unless it was a wealthy family, and also that they would do anything for others and weren't scared to just walk up to someone and start a small conversation. It was very different.
As the days passed, I began to struggle with a few things and each day began to be a challenge for me as I began to get into the daily motions of there time. And let me tell you, it was hard to get acustomed to their food, time, and activites. But I thank God for getting me through each day with His mercy and grace.
I learned so much as I began to spend time with the children and the parents. They had such a heart for others and people who were struggling and hurting. I got involved into their lives as I started to understand what they were going through and their testimonies and the love. It was life changing and God was working through these people to reach others around them. I believe God can use people as broken and hurt and needy as these people were to reach out to others around them and minister. God has great things planned for them as they keep seeking the Lord every day and praying and believing God can do amazing things!