When Next? Life After a Mission Trip
Life after a long term mission trip is different, and anyone who has been on one will agree with me. You meet so many awesome people, do stuff you normally wouldn't do at home, and get to call a new place home for a portion of life. But when it comes time to leave those people, it's like a piece of your heart stays with them, and will be with them forever. As hard as it was to learn about the Welsh culture and get used to the differences there, it has been even harder to get integrated back into American culture. After my trip to Wales, I am able to look back and see God move and I am still able to see Him move in my life and those I met. What makes this more difficult is the fact I can't physically be there with those people. I can't pray with them face-to-face, I can't just go to their house to hang out, and I can't go to church with them on Wednesday's and see God move in ways I never thought were possible. In Wales things are different, and in a country where less than two percent of the youth know or have a relationship with Christ, being different isn't accepted well. Wales is kind of like America in that way, being different isn't accepted well.
I have so many friends who were so excited about me going to Wales. When I got home they wanted to hear all about my trip and how God moved. When I finally got the opportunity to tell them it seemed like my trip was ages ago, and it's been less than a month. I get to tell them about Youth week, which was incredible and eight kids got saved, and about SummerShine where these two girls from the green team were so attached to me and I pray they have experienced the great love of Jesus Christ. I also tell them about the people I hung out with every night, and how we would play American football, and watch movies and drink tea.
Starting classes next Tuesday will begin the mundane routine of the Fall 2013 semester. During this time I will be writing for a sports business website and working for the Jacksonville Jaguars as a Fan Services Representative. These are the easy times to say to God, "I think I have this under control, thanks for the awesome Summer God. I'm really thankful that you moved in my life, but I'm good for now," and put my relationship with Jesus on the back burner until Christmas time. I don't want that to happen, though. I want to be able to continue my mission trip from July into August, September, October, and forever, really.
The call on my life doesn't change because I am "home" and the message of Christ doesn't change. The Great Commission is still the great commission whether I am in Wales singing "Colossal Coaster World" and playing games where kids have to eat dried grasshoppers, or I am in America sitting in a lecture hall trying to stay awake after a long night of writing papers. I am still called to meet people where they are and tell them about Jesus.
Yes there are days I am going to wish I was in Wales and God-willing I will be back there very soon, but until then I have to wait and worship and flourish where I am planted. I have this amazing opportunity to point people at home to Jesus because of a trip I went on. I get to be the door-holder for the One who is seated at the head of the table, and I get to take a spotlight and shine it so brightly on Him as I stand in the background watching Jesus take over the small show that is Megan duBois and turn it into something far beyond what I can imagine.
"Then the eleven disciples went to Galilee, to the mountain where Jesus has told them to go. When they saw him, they worshiped him; but some doubted. Then Jesus came to them and said, "All authority in heaven and on earth has been given to me. Therefore go an make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you. And surely I am with you always to the very end of age." - Matthew 28: 16-20