"Oh, how blessed are the feet of those upon the mountain, who come bearing the good news. " Isaiah 52:7
I once heard a missionary say that providing spiritual healing was a noble desire, but, "how could one attempt to save the spiritually dead when their physical self, was dying?" Enter medical missions. I was thirteen the first time I went on a medical mission trip, and it changed my life. I experienced a culture so drastically different than my own, yet so incredibly beautiful. I saw the way the Lord worked through providing medical assistance to those without the means to acquire it themselves. It was a platform for prayer, for evangelism and, for love.
In my short life, I have found there is but one purpose for a believer, and that is to glorify the Lord and bring honor to His name. I decided to take a leap of faith at the end of my Freshman year of college and change my major to Nursing; so that I could become a medical missionary.
I have not a single regret. Medical missions' is a calling, and not everyone is inclined to it. However, as Christians, we are called to love and make disciples of all men. Sometimes that takes the form of a missionary going abroad to serve. Other times, it is a person giving, so that ministry may continue.
I will be traveling to Migori, Kenya, May 10-21, through KenyaRelief.org, where I will be volunteering my help in a medical clinic; giving assistance and the love of Christ to people who may never have experienced either.
I so appreciate any help I receive from you and would encourage you to check out "Kenya Relief," so that you can see where I will be working and get more involved in the amazing ministry that it is.