Paterson New Jersey Day 2

It has been eight days since Day 2 of my Paterson Mission trip. I've been busy with that mission and sleeping over my church so I didn't have access, time, nor strength at times to write this journal.

Day 2 of the mission trip was exactly the same as Day 1 but a little bit more interesting and fun. We came to eat breakfast and left Brooklyn at 8am to get to Paterson by 9am.

We continued to paint and finish the rooms from the previous day. We started to paint the ceiling and the nooks of every corner. We had a brother, Avery, who climbed the ladder and started doing the tall orders since most of us could not reach. Funny things happened during the painting. We did the bathrooms which were very cramped and dark. We came close to finishing that day but had to finish up the next day.

After lunch, we went out to the same locations as the day before to evangelize the people of Paterson. One place that was memorable to me was when we were at Eva's Village, a soup kitchen where a lot of homeless hung out. The deaconesses that were teamed up with me met a woman that we met the day before there and we were glad to see her. After we talked to another person, she came up to me and asked if we can talk to her husband who was right next to us. So we came over and began to tell him the story of God's salvation and love. Then we prayed for him and his wife joined us in prayer. Its just a simple event but very important spiritually to me. I felt that was in a way a small sign of discipleship that Jesus commanded us to do in Matthew 28. We had a short moment of fellowship and built a relationship through Jesus with these couples and talked about God's love and prayer. For her to come up to us and ask us to tell her husband of the same story we told her yesterday and to pray for him, it was a heartfelt moment knowing Jesus works through us no matter how many times we fail to love Him.

After a while, we continued to evangelize to the people hanging there. Unfortunately one of the administration workers told us to leave the premisses because we didn't have permission to be there. They told us that they didn't allow other groups to come help out the people, so to be fair we weren't allowed either. Another reason might have been the fact that they felt that it was their responsibility to evangelize since they were on their grounds. Whatever the reason, we left to another location. God bless the people over at Eva's Village, though we didn't see them afterwards I pray that they can continue their relationship with the Lord and more people can go to them and help them in discipleship in the Lord.

Paterson New Jersey Day 1

Praise the Lord!

Today started my second mission trip, third for my church of the summer. I unexpectedly join this mission team because I wanted to help out a brother who was leading that team, but turned out to be more than just helping. The team was heavily understaffed of English speakers, so a fellow small group sister and I joined to go to help out this team. We sent to Paterson, New Jersey about an hour drive from our church. The team practiced only for a few weeks for this mission trip, every Sunday right after our Gloria service finished service. 

We prepared about 300 goody bags packed with personal hygiene items. We practiced a ton of songs that we were going to do for VBS (Vacation Bible Study) for the kids or people who came to the mission center soup kitchen. We “memorized” Spanish and English praise songs. Prepared and prayed for some of our bodies because most of our deaconesses were suffering from aches and or illness. My team leader, Charles, small group member Seran, Pastor Samuel Park, and I were coming back from Haiti two weeks before and for Pastor Park, he came back from Portland Maine on our church’s second mission trip two days before. The younger members of the team wanted to sleep over at New Jersey because some of us had problems waking up at such an early time, come to church for morning prayer, to spend an entire day on the mission field, travel back for debriefing, and go home. Two of our members were coming from extreme sides of Brooklyn and would be extremely hard for them to come every day early, and go home late and rinse and repeat. But for the unity of the team, we have to stay and travel together. Luckily the kind love of our teammates, Seran and her mother, one of them is sleeping over their home, and another deaconess is picking up our other teammate at the other end.  

Praise Him for sending another church team from Jersey. They were heavily packed with instruments and speakers and youth. We were overbooked with another team that also did things for the soup kitchen. Eventually they took over the VBS and songs portion. I may sound like I’m just lazy for saying Praise the Lord for they took over, but that’s actually not why I’m praising the Lord. I was glad to see another church that was also doing God’s ministry in Paterson alongside us. Yes we practiced and yes the time was wasted, but it’s a blessing of the Lord to the other church to be used as another tool for God’s arsenal of Love to use in Paterson. Praise the Lord that I have such brothers and sisters in Christ who have sacrificed their summer time with friends, loved ones and family, to commit their lives to the ministry God has started in Paterson.

Praise the Lord that we had a time of unity amongst our team. We took two vans that separated the teams, one with the younger members and the other with the deaconess. Once we started working Charles and I were grouped with two deaconesses, that were new to my eyes (probably not to others) and we cleaned the sidewalk and backyard of the apartment and mission center. We also painted the first floor of the apartment that the mission organizer was going to use either for business to support the soup kitchen or use it for ministry. We were crammed in a tiny space that probably held maybe four people max but without a complaint we brushed, rolled, and tried to finish the room until the paint ran out. We worked together, sweated, and some of us suffered together as a team rather than complain as individuals. 

We ate lunch, which was bulgogi, which Charles and I dreaded from eating too much in Haiti, but were blessed by the hands who prepared the food. Afterwards we play “Random Game” amongst each other and with two other deaconesses who learned quickly and had a great time.

In the afternoon, we went out evangelizing amongst the homeless and those living in poverty. As one of the four English speakers, I led a party of deaconesses talking to the people and praying amongst them. It was a hard time for all the deaconesses to try to minister to the people because English is not their primary language, but I say the dedication and heart they put into praying and giving salutation was a blessing that God was working through them. I can remember sitting with three people; I was standing up but they happily insisted that I sit next to them. They were friendly and just gave some time listening to the message that I was giving about the Power and Love of God and our Lord Jesus. While most of the teams seem to do theirs quick, I thought my talking went on a lot longer than most of the team. I wanted to create a short relationship with the person I was going to talk about the Gospel to and got friendly with most of them. One person kept remembering us that we just prayed together with her that every time we were in the area, she would give us a friendly wave. Another person, Juan, said it was the best thing that happened to him today that as brothers and sisters of Christ we prayed in different languages to the One God Almighty. We gave the goody bags to the people we talked to as a free gift. 

Going home was tough as most of us were sleeping or near to sleeping. I was suffering through an unexpected lower back pain and had minor threw up a few times as I was going home. I think the dehydration was getting to me but it was my fault for not packing my camelbak to prevent dehydration.

We all gathered and debriefed on the day. Some of the deaconesses were upset that they couldn’t participate in the conversations but our pastor told them that even praying with them in Korean, giving goody bags, placing a candy and holding their hands to show God’s grip on follower, or drawing the Bridge diagram was still doing the work of God. Even though they weren’t talking about the Love of God, their parts still help out the people to understand just how simple but great God’s love is. Even though Paul is known to all of Christianity as the preacher to the Gentiles, he had friends or people who supported his missions and preaching of the Gospel to the Gentiles. God may not have bless all with the power and gift of speaking but He has blessed us to love others and to show the Love of Jesus to all in our own individual gifted ways. 

Tomorrow starts day 2. 

Haiti Part 1

Praise the Lord! What more can one say when they are jubilant for the Name of the Lord. Praise the Lord for He is Good and He really does provide all.

The Lord loved and has blessed my church for going on another mission trip to Haiti. It might be the church’s fourth or fifth consecutive trip to Haiti since we have started. But more important than our church, The Lord has been working in Haiti for more years and will continue to work there through the missionaries that comes all year around, the Christians that live there, and through all the people who support Haiti and God’s ministry outside of Haiti.

My Father has blessed me with an opportunity to go out to Haiti and to bring the Love and Power of Jesus Christ to the hearts and minds of the people. It was my third mission trip with my church, but my first trip after a 7-8 year hiatus. My previous mission trips were to the First Nation people in northern British Colombia and to Sucre and La Paz Bolivia. Haiti was different amongst the other mission trips.

First I was more mature. I went on my first two mission trips right before and after my freshman year in high school (9th grade) in 2004 and 2005. Then a raging hormone teenager who know nothing other than John 3:16 as a memorized verse and just a few Biblical stories. I couldn’t stand up to my faith if I was questioned about it. I didn’t know the real meaning of the commissioning that Jesus has commanded us in Matthew 28. I didn’t know just how costly the price of Jesus’ sacrifice was on the cross. I didn’t know what a Christian was. I was below the level of a fan. I didn’t know anything. I went on missions for my pleasure rather than for God’s pleasure. See in my high school, a Catholic all boys school, we received automatic 10-20% in my religion class; mission trip just gave me that automatic grade so that I can fail the class with a 50% on paper, but record wise, I passed with a 65-70%.

Second I was more prepared than the other mission trips. When our church went to Canada and Bolivia, there was no proper Biblical training. It was our church’s first time going on international mission trips for a while so there was no format of training. We met once or twice before we went and read one chapter of the Gospel. We laid on the ground and got sprayed by a hose and had to climb up a balcony without a ladder for our physical fitness, which I passed with flying colors.

Prior to this trip to Haiti, our pastor told us to read the entire New Testament and to read and do an essay on a theological book of redemption, which by God’s will, we didn’t have to hand in. I read through the Book of Acts and saw the history of what the Apostle had done right after Jesus ascended to Heaven. The men, who served the Lord on earth, went out to their cities and their countries and some to the edges of the known world to do tell the world of the Savior and what He has done. The epistles of Paul and other Apostles exemplified the love these men had on the churches that they didn’t want the church to fall away from what was truly important. The theological books that we had to read only further backed up the lessons I and the team learned from reading the New Testament, since the Bible is the source of all things theological.

This was my first mission trip after coming back to Jesus Christ. I’ve had some personal problems with myself and the church that I didn’t attend my church or fell away from God for some time. I have shared this amongst my closest brothers and sisters of my church and when time comes I wish to share it amongst you all. This mission trip wasn’t something I wanted God to prove He was with me, since I knew He was with me through all this time. This mission trip was the overflow of being a disciple and an overflow of sharing in the life of Christ. It was my prayer to offer my life to Jesus and for the Lord to use in the nation of Haiti.