Mission Trip Research Paper
As it has been said by many, everything happens for a reason. Every single one of the events that occur in our daily lives has an impact and a specific effect. Some events stick out more than others to make you wonder the difference it made. “If I would’ve left 5 minutes earlier, I wouldn’t have gotten stuck behind that train” or “If I wouldn’t have came home that night, I could’ve been the one in that car accident.” Whether these decisions that change your life are regretful or thankful, there was a reason. My decision to go on a mission trip when I was 13 changed so much, definitely for the better. During the fall of 2010, my mom mentioned to me that I was old enough to go on my church’s annual mission trip with Catholic Heart Workcamp in the summer of 2011 to Milwaukee, Wisconsin. She offered to
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My mom going on the trip calmed some of these nerves, but that didn’t change the fact that I was traveling 6 hours away to do service work with strangers for a week. I got to the camp, and the whole atmosphere put everyone in a joyful and loving mood. After all, we were at a Catholic camp, and the whole purpose was to be there to cheerfully serve the less fortunate, so the staff tried to make the best out of it as they could. I knew right at that first night that I was going to enjoy the week, but that is an understatement. I enjoyed it so much that I have been going on these trips every summer since then, to make 5 total trips to different cities around the United States doing unique service projects. The feeling of helping others in such a selfless way constantly rekindles a spark in myself when my own light goes out. Going on these trips always gives me such a rare feeling, that will last in me for months after I’m home from the trip, and as soon as I start to lose that feeling, it’s time for next summer’s trip already. The decision to go back every year is always a
My mom going on the trip calmed some of these nerves, but that didn’t change the fact that I was traveling 6 hours away to do service work with strangers for a week. I got to the camp, and the whole atmosphere put everyone in a joyful and loving mood. After all, we were at a Catholic camp, and the whole purpose was to be there to cheerfully serve the less fortunate, so the staff tried to make the best out of it as they could. I knew right at that first night that I was going to enjoy the week, but that is an understatement. I enjoyed it so much that I have been going on these trips every summer since then, to make 5 total trips to different cities around the United States doing unique service projects. The feeling of helping others in such a selfless way constantly rekindles a spark in myself when my own light goes out. Going on these trips always gives me such a rare feeling, that will last in me for months after I’m home from the trip, and as soon as I start to lose that feeling, it’s time for next summer’s trip already. The decision to go back every year is always a