As I sit here trying to find words to summarize my 2 week experience in Zambia, I'm speechless. It's very hard to put into words what an experience this was. You can find many details of the trip here.
This trip has really made, to me, a reality of how BIG the world is that we live in. This was the first time that I traveled across an ocean. I have been outside the country before, but only to different parts of Mexico. I really tried to soak in the culture as much as I could - I enjoyed the scenery for every long bus ride. Each time we passed a woman balancing goods on her head while having a child strapped to her back, I just stared in amazement. How do they do that? Seriously. THAT takes some skill. Skill that I'm pretty sure I do not have. Anyway, I also realized that being 9,000 miles away in a different continent/country/culture/language, people are all the same. We all have the same desires despite our circumstances and living conditions. I felt the same joy the children had. I felt the same hope that the sick had. I felt the same sorrow that a village had after losing a young man. I felt the same satisfaction from clean water. I felt the same encouragement a word from God gives. I felt the same love for a God who cares about people. It's incredibly hard to describe the feeling you get when you worship the same God with another culture. How awesome is that?! What a reminder of how big and great our God is! Check this out:
I learned some personal things during the 2 weeks, that I hope to make changes in my life. This trip has renewed my love for missions - unfortunately over the past few years, I began to loose my passion and selflessness.
I'm still soaking it all in...
Learning how to love one another all the same,
-Miche
