I’m seated by our warm, cozy fireplace with a cup of tea feeling fully content to be home and pondering on the past 10 days that had just taken place.
Two years ago I began to pray for God to open the doors for us to attend a five day missionary kid camp in Spain and wow, He did more than I could have ever asked or even begin to imagine by not only opening the doors and providing a way for us to go to this camp, but by also allowing us to visit a sweet missionary family that has two teens our age and the opportunity to explore northern, Italy with them.
When He opened the doors, I really couldn’t have been more thrilled. I had no idea what the ten days would hold, but now as I look back on them I can clearly see God’s hand over each and every day. I can see how He blessed each day with protection, opportunity, friendships, laughter, and all the memories that were created.
I just can’t get over how exetremely good He is. Our trip wasn’t anything near perfect, but it was done by God in His perfect way and I couldn’t have asked for anything better. From delays, missed flights, tears, and being stuck in Paris over night God used it to bring us (my siblings and our two newly met friends) all closer together, making memories that we wouldn’t have made otherwise. By God’s grace we mostly laughed our way through it all with only a few tears here and there.
We arrived to Bilbao, Spain and to the camp a day late, but everyone there was so sweet to accept our tired, grumpy, messy selves and welcome us into their little family. I never thought strangers could become family in just five days, but by the end of our time at the camp that’s exactly what we were…family.
I’ve never in my life been to a place were I fit in so well and was accepted so kindly. Being a missionary kid it feels almost impossible to fit in no matter where you are, but being there felt so right. Being able to relate with each other, share our mk struggles and create thousands of memories was something that I’ve never experienced before. Being able to listen to messages directed to mk’s was like sunshine on a cloudy day. It was such a refreshing time, the friendship that I craved so much over the past year was finally satisfied and I came home with a tired, but full heart.
It was a trip that I will remember for the rest of my life. A trip that I’ll look back on as full of experience, sweet friendship, and a breath of fresh air. I can’t even begin to express my gratitude to the people who donated money so this whole experience was possible, to the ones who prayed for us, and most importantly to the Lord, because without Him none of it would have been possible. My heart is filled with so much gratitude and joy.
During the time at camp I was challenged to grow closer to the Lord, to look deeper into His Word, and to be an example of Who He is. It was so indescribably amazing to hear messages directed to missionary kids in English, because being on the mission field you don’t get that. It was so beautiful to know that as a missionary kid I wasn’t alone in my struggles and even my little mk quirks. I can’t help but be so extremely grateful, because God knew I needed the reminder that I’m not alone as a missionary kid. There are so many other mk’s living the same challenging, yet beautiful life as me and it’s something that I wouldn’t change for the world despite some of the struggles.
As I promised, here are pictures so you all can take a peek into the adventures that took place over the past ten days. No amount of words or pictures will ever be able to explain such an amazing trip and God’s over abundant goodness, but I hope you can see just a bit of it through these photos.
- Sicily, Italy.
December 4th, 2017 – where and when the adventure began!
- Florence, Italy
December 5th, 2017
- Pisa, Italy
December 6th, 2017
- Stuck in Paris, France
December 7th, 2017
- Spain (MTR)
December 8th- 12th
- Sicily, Italy
December 14th, 2017.
love and blessings,