I remember my first mission trip was to the Appalachia Mountains with Rev. Puckett. I was so eager to help and experience a mission trip for myself; my older brothers always made them sound like so much fun. They were very eye opening. I always thought of myself as "not rich" until I was introduced to the true poverty of the mountains. The people were poor when you looked at their monetary value; however, what they lacked in money they made up for in character. They were very warm, loving people. They worked hard and didn't want a hand out, but they did appreciate a helping hand. The first mission trip I had a great time with some youth from New York.
I did another Appalachia mission trip with Rev. Coombs and Amy Coombs, his daughter. Again we worked with some youth from New York. This time we worked more with the people of the community. My favorite memory to share from the Applaachia mission trips is when we were building the interior walls for an elderly lady. She came in just after a few days and said, "My house keeps gettin' littler and littler." The way she said littler was so bizarre; we were quite sure what she had said. This community shared a two room "community center". We were all astonished at what they called a community center. However, looking back it was the true definition of a community center. The only phone was located at the community center. It was one of the few buildings in the community that had running water. This is where people gathered if they wanted to share with each other. It really was the center of their community; it didn't matter how small it was. It was this mission that made me realize that their was work that we could really do in our own backyard.
Monday, April 27, 2009
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Sunday, March 1, 2009
Guess Who
This picture was taken while on the 2007 Mission trip to New Mexico. This was one of our side trips to The Great Sand Dunes in CO. Who are these people? That's for you to guess. I can tell you if you get it right.
Friday, February 27, 2009
Oh the Follies of Youth
I'm going to start off my posts with a few funny stories about two of the first trips I remember from my time in the youth group.
The first story takes place the summer after 6th grade:
So when Cliff Amos was the Interim Pastor the Youth Group took a trip to 6 Flags Over Georgia, not exactly a mission trip, but it had it's purpose, on the way back we stopped at Steak and Shake for dinner. So I'm sitting at a table with a burger and fries in front of me, Nick Smith was sitting on the other side of the table, and I grab a bottle of ketchup, this is one of those glass bottles, the kind you can never get the ketchup out of, so I shake the bottle down and... KAPLOOF!!
I had ketchup on my pants and it was allover the table. Apparently whoever was there before me failed to twist the top all the way on and there was ketchup all over. Hindsight can be funny.
Story two takes place on the first mission trip that Keith was the minister for.
Going out to Utah I was riding in my grandfather's conversion van with Nick Smith, Hannah Haverkamp, and Emily Shelton. We stopped for gas at one point, it was probably in Oklahoma , but I don't exactly remember, and Finn Haverkamp decided that he would ride in the middle of the backseat between Nick and myself, Emily decides that if Finn is going to ride with us that she doesn't want to listen to him talk forever. So she tells him "Finn I will pay you $5, if you don't talk for..." (I can't remember how long anymore I wanna say 15 minuets or so but it was probably longer) Decidning that he liked the idea of getting $5 Finn agrees to the deal, so he sits down and buckles up, and turns on his gameboy and sits there for a few minuets, not to long thereafter he trys to point at his wrist, to ask how much longer he has to be quit, but Emily and Hannah jumped allover that and wouldn't allow him to communicate period, same thing when he tried to write a note asking the same thing. So Finn was quite for around an hour and, that is probably the longest period of time I have ever heard him be quite for.
The first story takes place the summer after 6th grade:
So when Cliff Amos was the Interim Pastor the Youth Group took a trip to 6 Flags Over Georgia, not exactly a mission trip, but it had it's purpose, on the way back we stopped at Steak and Shake for dinner. So I'm sitting at a table with a burger and fries in front of me, Nick Smith was sitting on the other side of the table, and I grab a bottle of ketchup, this is one of those glass bottles, the kind you can never get the ketchup out of, so I shake the bottle down and... KAPLOOF!!
I had ketchup on my pants and it was allover the table. Apparently whoever was there before me failed to twist the top all the way on and there was ketchup all over. Hindsight can be funny.
Story two takes place on the first mission trip that Keith was the minister for.
Going out to Utah I was riding in my grandfather's conversion van with Nick Smith, Hannah Haverkamp, and Emily Shelton. We stopped for gas at one point, it was probably in Oklahoma , but I don't exactly remember, and Finn Haverkamp decided that he would ride in the middle of the backseat between Nick and myself, Emily decides that if Finn is going to ride with us that she doesn't want to listen to him talk forever. So she tells him "Finn I will pay you $5, if you don't talk for..." (I can't remember how long anymore I wanna say 15 minuets or so but it was probably longer) Decidning that he liked the idea of getting $5 Finn agrees to the deal, so he sits down and buckles up, and turns on his gameboy and sits there for a few minuets, not to long thereafter he trys to point at his wrist, to ask how much longer he has to be quit, but Emily and Hannah jumped allover that and wouldn't allow him to communicate period, same thing when he tried to write a note asking the same thing. So Finn was quite for around an hour and, that is probably the longest period of time I have ever heard him be quite for.
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