Well, I guess I jumped a kinda big important part of my story. The story of how I got here. How all this became possible and how I decided I wanted to come here.
It all started last year when I was in grade 9. My school had this new group/club or what ever you want to call it. I call it the Mission Team. You had to fill out a form to be in the group, telling a little about yourself and your relationship with God and why you want to do this. The Mission Team was to travel to Mexico and build a house, and only around 20 people or so could come. I was really hoping I could go, I have always wanted to do something like that. After a long wait I found out that I got to be on the team. I was very happy and couldn’t wait to get started.
We started fun raising right away and thank God for my mom because she most defiantly helped me out, a lot. Just before Christmas we were finding out that we may not be able to go because they were not to sure if the boarder was safe enough for us, but we kept raising money just in case. Our team prayed every meeting that the boarder issue would get better, so we were able to go. One meeting after Christmas we got the sad news that is was official, we were not able to go to Mexico, but our leaders felt bad for the family that already knew that she was receiving house, and they didn’t want to tell her that we could not anymore. So they made a plan to send the money and still have the house built for them. The leaders also felt bad for us that now we could not go so they decided that they would still take us somewhere, but in Canada, so it would be cheap and still get an experience.
On Easter break we drove down to Edmonton and Calgary for our mission trip. We were going to experience was it was like to be homeless. All of us had no idea was it was going to be like or anything. So that week we got to experience living in the homeless shelters. We got to eat with them, talk to them, learn from them. We helped cooked for them, and one day we even got to live like them. We got kicked out of our sleeping place early in the morning, we were not fed we had to go find a shelter that served breakfast, then we had to dig through garbage bins for bottles so that we could get something to eat. We dressed in are dirty clothes, and we had to find shelter when it rained. We experienced the looks that people give towards you when they see you. Honestly I can’t even explain the experience I had because it was just so unique, and I would defiantly recommend organizing a week trip there with your family or with a group because it really will change your perspective about happiness and will change you.
After that trip it really did change me and I really wanted to do more. Out team volunteered at the soup kitchen back home, and went to different schools and talked to teachers about our trip and how it changed us. I defiantly believe that God wanted us to do that instead of going to Mexico, because we really needed that eye opener and that kick start to our next missions. That week inspired me, and I said to my self, I want to go to Mexico.
One random day my mom and I were in the kitchen, I looked at her and said, ” mom, can you send me away to Mexico for a semester please?” Thinking that she would say not a chance, but to my surprise she said sure, ok. So that day we started talking to some people about me staying with them and he said ya sure I would to have to daughter come stay with me. We were telling some people about this and one person said no, no you should stay with the Machado’s, I will talk to them for you. So now I was going to stay with them instead.
Since this year I am only in grade 10, and I can’t really miss school, we had it organized that all the classes I need to have to pass grade 10 was to be in first semester. I had two maths, two ela, a science a social and Christian Ethics. Busy, busy, busy semester, but I managed to get it all done and pass every class.
So now, I have been living here in Mexico for one and half months and I absolutely love it here. This house feels like home, this family feels like my family, and to me everything in perfect. I am living my dream, and at such a young age. I feel so much closer to God. I go to church twice a week and read my Bible daily. We have family discussions about God, and they explain the answers to my questions. And I am blessed with the little siblings I have always wanted and an older sister. God has touched my heart in a way you couldn’t imagine, and I wish that everyone could experience what I am experiencing. I hope that friends and family back home take a step back, open there hearts and welcome God in their lives, they have no idea what His power can do to them. How it could change them, their lives would be greatly easier if they knew God was there for them.