Carmen's Mission Trip to Cambodia
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Anyone who knows me at all knows a couple of things about me: #1 - I invite very few people into my personal life. #2 - I hate asking for help. Even as I write this, it occurs to me that perhaps those are the two lessons for me in this experience. I should probably add "slow learner" to my list of charming personality traits.
In July, I am going on a mission trip to Phnom Penh, Cambodia with a group from my church, which is very much out of my comfort zone. I've been a sit back and financially support other people going, but this year God has called me to go. We will focus on serving in three ministries there: Precious Women, Mother's Heart, and New Life Fellowship Church.
A few years ago, my aunt and I traveled to Asia. As our plane was getting ready to land in Thailand, they gave us information on human trafficking of children and how rampant it is. We stayed at a very nice hotel compound, but just outside the gates were people who were truly selling children for sex. Borrowing a phrase from someone wiser than me, that offended my spirit.
In my job, I get to work indrectly with victims of human trafficking. So this mission trip is an opportunity to go and directly minister to young people who have been victimized. I feel grossly underqualified. I possess no special skill that makes me experienced to go and minister. But people who are hurting or grieving or dying or sick are drawn to me. I'm sure there's some name for that, but I don't know what it is. I do have the ability to love on people in those circumstances and love them through. So maybe that's what I'm supposed to go and do, or I can wash dishes and take out trash. I'm very skilled in both of those. Or make sandwiches. Or pray over someone. Or just love on them. Or wash their feet. I don't really know. I just know I am supposed to go.
So here I am, awkwardly exposing my heart and asking for help. If you are a person who supports others in going in missions, I'm asking you to please pray into helping me fund my trip. If that's not the direction God prompts you into, I'm asking you to please remember me and the team I'm going with in prayer as we go. Your prayers are equally as valuable and coveted. Either way, I want to thank you for your consideration and please know that I cherish both the financial help and the prayers equally. If you feel led to support financially and want to know more about the trip, I will be glad to talk with you and explain...just make sure you have time for me to ramble because I'm very excited about this opportunity.
Thank you for taking the time to read this. And if you're reading this on Facebook, it means we are friends. Thank you for your friendship.
In July, I am going on a mission trip to Phnom Penh, Cambodia with a group from my church, which is very much out of my comfort zone. I've been a sit back and financially support other people going, but this year God has called me to go. We will focus on serving in three ministries there: Precious Women, Mother's Heart, and New Life Fellowship Church.
A few years ago, my aunt and I traveled to Asia. As our plane was getting ready to land in Thailand, they gave us information on human trafficking of children and how rampant it is. We stayed at a very nice hotel compound, but just outside the gates were people who were truly selling children for sex. Borrowing a phrase from someone wiser than me, that offended my spirit.
In my job, I get to work indrectly with victims of human trafficking. So this mission trip is an opportunity to go and directly minister to young people who have been victimized. I feel grossly underqualified. I possess no special skill that makes me experienced to go and minister. But people who are hurting or grieving or dying or sick are drawn to me. I'm sure there's some name for that, but I don't know what it is. I do have the ability to love on people in those circumstances and love them through. So maybe that's what I'm supposed to go and do, or I can wash dishes and take out trash. I'm very skilled in both of those. Or make sandwiches. Or pray over someone. Or just love on them. Or wash their feet. I don't really know. I just know I am supposed to go.
So here I am, awkwardly exposing my heart and asking for help. If you are a person who supports others in going in missions, I'm asking you to please pray into helping me fund my trip. If that's not the direction God prompts you into, I'm asking you to please remember me and the team I'm going with in prayer as we go. Your prayers are equally as valuable and coveted. Either way, I want to thank you for your consideration and please know that I cherish both the financial help and the prayers equally. If you feel led to support financially and want to know more about the trip, I will be glad to talk with you and explain...just make sure you have time for me to ramble because I'm very excited about this opportunity.
Thank you for taking the time to read this. And if you're reading this on Facebook, it means we are friends. Thank you for your friendship.
Organizer
Carmen Halifax-Money
Organizer
Abilene, TX