My first mission trip

When I was 11 (or was I just 10?) I went on my first mission trip. It was my first time on an airplane. My first time south of Ohio. The trip was for high schoolers but my mom volunteered with the youth group and was going, so I got to go too. Back then … Continue reading My first mission trip

Having tattoos, being a balloon, and the wilderness

My first full time job out of college was as a Preschool English teacher at a bilingual Christian school in the Dominican Republic. My job was to go into each of the 6 preschool classrooms every day for 30 minutes and teach an English lesson. It was fun and exhausting and hard and awesome. The … Continue reading Having tattoos, being a balloon, and the wilderness

Now’s the time

In the summer of 2001 I went on my first domestic mission trip with my youth group church, Trinity Presbyterian. We went to Chattanooga, Tennessee with an organization called YouthWorks. Many things stand out to me from that weeklong trip, nearly 18 years later. I remember the hum of the projector  (the old fashioned one … Continue reading Now’s the time