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Testimony By Joe Smith
I’ve been on several mission trips and I’ve received a blessing from each one. This recent trip to Honduras was no exception. As a dad, I was proud of my 14-year-old son, Haven, for choosing to go on this trip where he knew he would be working hard when he could have gone to Centrifuge with the youth group. It was also a blessing to get to know others on the team, some of whom I did not know before signing up.
I’ve learned from the trips I’ve taken that the only thing you can expect is to be blessed and to be a blessing. We did not know exactly what we would be doing, but knew that whatever we accomplished would be for God’s glory and not our own.
John and Mary Kay Neidhamer were tremendous hosts and the Honduran people were friendly and welcoming. Although our job seemed small, replacing a termite infested ceiling on a dormitory porch, our greater task was in building relationships with the people, missionaries, and with each other. We were struck by the contrast of the beauty and serenity of the mountains with the intense poverty of the general population. We also noted the contrast between the run-down shacks that served as homes for the poor to the homes of the middle class that were like forts (or prisons) all enclosed with high walls and metal gates all topped with razor wire and embedded with shards of glass, nails, and other sharp objects. We realized that they all needed the Savior and that as we served them, we were serving Christ. As we feed them, we were feeding Christ.
As we received a blessing from going, we pray that they received a blessing also.
-Joe Smith |
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