Mission Trip to Haiti
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My name is Skyler Wray, I am a 19 year old (I tend to forget that I'm actually 19 and not 18) college freshman at Eastern Kentucky University. I plan on joining the ministry and preaching God's word to everyone who is lost like I was for so long. As far as what I will be doing in the ministry and where is up to God and I will continue to pray about it until it's clear to me what he wants me to do and where.
I didn't grow up in the church, all I remember about church when I was small was a couple times of everyone around me crying when I lived in a little town called Danville, Kentucky. When I was 14 years old I found myself facing 30 days in the Juvenile Detention Center (for those that don't know that's jail for minors). I was there for 5 days one weekend waiting for my court date then sentenced to 25 more days after that. I experienced and met God for the first time when I was in that Detention center. There was this african-american man who came every sunday and every sunday preached the same message (was oblivious to this the first time he came) and told me about God for the first time in my life. Nobody had ever taken the time to share the Bible with me or tell me about God before this point in my life. Yes, I do remember vaugely as a child going to church, but ask me what I remember: everyone around me crying. Nothing about the God or the Bible. So I'm crying around these big, scary men (boys) and I go back to my cell when the message was over and pray what was probably my first real prayer. I say "real" because before that point I knew what praying was and how the traditional way to do it was, but I didn't know the Bible or God. I'm putting a very big emphasis on the points of the fact that I didn't know God or the Bible. So I pray for God to make my time go by quicker while in the Detention center and if possible to make it not so bad, and not minutes after finishing that prayer I remember God answering that in the form of me getting a cellmate. I got out of the Detention center and forget about everything that happened while I was there. I got put on probation for a year and a half, went to alternative school, lost all chances of having a high school basketball career, and then started actual High School. I was reintroduced to God when I was 16 years old, in the form of a testimony given by a youth pastor of the Vineyard youth group called "707". I cried for a couple hours and made the decision that I was going to be a "christian". That means doing whatever I could to cross the line without actually crossing the line. I allowed my faith to be put into a person rather than God. That man I put my faith in left the Vineyard, my mom relapsed, and my girlfriend and I had broken up. I was left right back where I started: broken, lost, and confused. AND I DIDN'T KNOW GOD OR THE BIBLE. My Junior year through my first semester of college I went back to doing everything of this world that I could to not deal with life and how broken of a person I was.
Around the start of my second semester of college I met with a couple friends and it changed my life. I had been stuck in a place for so long wondering what my first step was towards following God and then I met with a friend and it all become so clear to me. I couldn't take a step towards the good with all the bad that I was around and I couldn't be comfortable. I left my girlfriend and gave up everything that I was doing. I met with another friend and he told me one of the most important and crucial things I or anyone else can ever learn and that's to get to know God. Read the Bible and get to know him, get plugged into a church and get to know the body of christ, learn to worship, learn to fellowship, join a bible study, and most importantly communion with him (whether that's in your secret place, in the classroom, at work, or on the road). That changed my entire life. I started getting to know God and started getting into the word and everything started changing.
I started praying for an oppurtunity to take a mission trip this summer and after a couple months an oppurtunity (from the same friend who helped me so much) came up for me to go to Haiti for two months. We will be traveling and working in various places in Haiti over the two month trip. Most of our time will be spent around a city called Saint Marc, and also the captial Port-au-Prince. We will be doing things like teaching, mentoring, ministering, medical work, service projects, agriculutural work, loving and pouring into whoever we can, but mostly being led by God and doing what we feel God calling us to do at a given time. I would love for you to support me on this trip, but if you can't do that all I ask is that you pray for me, share this, or just ask me about my testimony or this trip! The money donated will go towards traveling expenses, housing, food, insurance, vaccinations, and a ministry fund to bless people with.
I didn't grow up in the church, all I remember about church when I was small was a couple times of everyone around me crying when I lived in a little town called Danville, Kentucky. When I was 14 years old I found myself facing 30 days in the Juvenile Detention Center (for those that don't know that's jail for minors). I was there for 5 days one weekend waiting for my court date then sentenced to 25 more days after that. I experienced and met God for the first time when I was in that Detention center. There was this african-american man who came every sunday and every sunday preached the same message (was oblivious to this the first time he came) and told me about God for the first time in my life. Nobody had ever taken the time to share the Bible with me or tell me about God before this point in my life. Yes, I do remember vaugely as a child going to church, but ask me what I remember: everyone around me crying. Nothing about the God or the Bible. So I'm crying around these big, scary men (boys) and I go back to my cell when the message was over and pray what was probably my first real prayer. I say "real" because before that point I knew what praying was and how the traditional way to do it was, but I didn't know the Bible or God. I'm putting a very big emphasis on the points of the fact that I didn't know God or the Bible. So I pray for God to make my time go by quicker while in the Detention center and if possible to make it not so bad, and not minutes after finishing that prayer I remember God answering that in the form of me getting a cellmate. I got out of the Detention center and forget about everything that happened while I was there. I got put on probation for a year and a half, went to alternative school, lost all chances of having a high school basketball career, and then started actual High School. I was reintroduced to God when I was 16 years old, in the form of a testimony given by a youth pastor of the Vineyard youth group called "707". I cried for a couple hours and made the decision that I was going to be a "christian". That means doing whatever I could to cross the line without actually crossing the line. I allowed my faith to be put into a person rather than God. That man I put my faith in left the Vineyard, my mom relapsed, and my girlfriend and I had broken up. I was left right back where I started: broken, lost, and confused. AND I DIDN'T KNOW GOD OR THE BIBLE. My Junior year through my first semester of college I went back to doing everything of this world that I could to not deal with life and how broken of a person I was.
Around the start of my second semester of college I met with a couple friends and it changed my life. I had been stuck in a place for so long wondering what my first step was towards following God and then I met with a friend and it all become so clear to me. I couldn't take a step towards the good with all the bad that I was around and I couldn't be comfortable. I left my girlfriend and gave up everything that I was doing. I met with another friend and he told me one of the most important and crucial things I or anyone else can ever learn and that's to get to know God. Read the Bible and get to know him, get plugged into a church and get to know the body of christ, learn to worship, learn to fellowship, join a bible study, and most importantly communion with him (whether that's in your secret place, in the classroom, at work, or on the road). That changed my entire life. I started getting to know God and started getting into the word and everything started changing.
I started praying for an oppurtunity to take a mission trip this summer and after a couple months an oppurtunity (from the same friend who helped me so much) came up for me to go to Haiti for two months. We will be traveling and working in various places in Haiti over the two month trip. Most of our time will be spent around a city called Saint Marc, and also the captial Port-au-Prince. We will be doing things like teaching, mentoring, ministering, medical work, service projects, agriculutural work, loving and pouring into whoever we can, but mostly being led by God and doing what we feel God calling us to do at a given time. I would love for you to support me on this trip, but if you can't do that all I ask is that you pray for me, share this, or just ask me about my testimony or this trip! The money donated will go towards traveling expenses, housing, food, insurance, vaccinations, and a ministry fund to bless people with.
Organizer
Skyler Wray
Organizer
Brassfield, KY
