I arrived home from the airport at 11:30pm after a long day of traveling and after being in Mexico for a week. With my luck, I couldn’t fall asleep. Time changes can affect you like that. Through the organization Youth for Christ, I went on a mission’s trip to Nogales, Mexico. The week I spent down there was the best of my life.
Living in the small town that I do, people seem to live their lives not worrying about anything. Money is far from tight and most people seem to have come from a cookie cutter. Everyone pretends to get along and that there are no problems in the world. When I stepped outside of my comfort zone I learned the hard way that not everyone lives the easy life people around me seem to have.
While down in a little town south of the Arizona border, there were many tasks that needed to be done. A few of the days, the group that I was with and I cleaned up the streets of the town, whether it was picking up the piles of trash or shoveling and sweeping the three inches of caked on mud. During this time we were helping the Civil Servants of Nogales. We also spent time putting on a Vacation Bible School for the children that lived in a nearby dump. Our group passed out clothes and helped rebuild homes and helped in any way that we could.
The team that I went with on this trip was a mixture of the most amazing people I have ever had the pleasure of meeting. Each person went on the trip for a different reason. Some went because their parents wanted them to go because it would look good on a college application. Others took the jump because they truly wanted to help people less fortunate than themselves. I wish that I could say I decided to attend this trip based on a long list of wonderful attribute that I have but honestly, I am not one hundred percent sure what made me go to YFC.com, but I did and I signed up for a trip. Then I simply walked into my living room and told my parents I was headed for Mexico over the summer. It was a gut feeling, and I went with it.
My experience in Mexico was more than just a trip to do a little community service. It was more than meeting people from other states and gaining a few more Facebook friends. It was more than eating the best food that has ever reached my mouth, and eating beans with every meal. There was more to be gained than a tan, or sunburn as the case may be. There was more to be lost then my pride or perfectly straightened hair. There was more to be shared than two bathrooms for twenty people with no hot water. And there was more to say goodbye to than a few people that I had known for only a week.
I am sure the novelty of this trip will wear off, and I will soon go back to taking four hours to get ready to go out to dinner with my friends. It is possible I will lose touch with a few people that I have met. All I can hope for is that somewhere in this trip I touched the life of someone, even half as much as the entire trip to Nogales, Mexico touched my heart.
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