A Trip of a Lifetime: Dulce, New Mexico | My Family Travels
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Have you ever been somewhere that changed your life? Have you ever had a trip of a lifetime? A trip that you would never forget? For me that trip was to Dulce, New Mexico. Im guessing you’ve never heard of it. Its a small town on an Indian reservation. I went there with my church youth group on a mission trip thanks to the coordination of Sam Criag Ministries in Houston, Texas.

It all started with an 18 hour trip on a crowded van, but the uncomfortable ride was worth it. As soon as we got there we were put to work. Painting the Church, mowing the lawn, and even building teepee’s. As we hit the third day me and my friends were in for a big suprise. We had planned to hold a vacaion bible school at Dulce Baptist Church (where we were staying) and it turned out, nothing had been planned. It would be up to us to plan a lesson, skit, and worship service for the Bible school in only a few hours. We got to work fast and learned alot from that first day. Our skit was too slow, the kids got bored, our songs were too hard for them to pick up on, but at least the game of tag was a hit. As the week went on we learned how to put comedy into lessons about the ten comandments and how to simplify our extensive worship songs. By the end of the week we all had befriended the kids, and were loving every minute we got to spend with them. To my own suprise one of the favorite games of my new friend, Dallas, was to run laps around the church. I’ve ever had so much fun being exhausted, but the smiling face of that three year old made it worth it.

After being thrown head first into lesson planning, it was time to take a break. The whole crew loaded back into our trusty vans and drove to Colorado to go hiking.  As we started up the mountain on the man-made dirt trails, we were all excited to see what would happen. There was a huge water fall and we were determined to make it to the top, but the dirt trail we had chose ended and suddenly got very steep. So.. we started to climb, despite some of our doubts (mine), that it was part of the trail. We were climbing almost straight up, trying not make rocks fall on our friends climbing below us, and trying not to fall ourselves. About three quarters of the way up we looked over to see one of our friends, grabbing onto a tree, it was the only thing holding him up, with his feet dangling off a ledge. After a couple “close calls” we decided to head back down but, the way down wasnt any easier. We had to holler “ROCK!” if we saw any rock falling down the mountain toward our friends. Everytime we heard smeone yell above us we froze in fear as a rock came toward us, usually stoping before it came to close. Despite our steep “trail”, the whole thing was alot of fun even if we were exhausted from dodging falling rocks.

All our fun in the sun and dangerous hiking adventures brought my friends and i even closer together.  It turned out our trip to bring the word of Christ to the small town of Dulce, New Mexico was the trip of a lifetime.

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