Haley Sharp
2nd hour
Essay #1 Rewrite
Belief Essay Sometimes, I like to think about how our society works. Why do people in this world think that there are only a few ways to show God's love? There are so many different ways we can express ourselves and also be able to work and share the word of our amazing God. A majority of the world's population believes that we can only share the word of God by reading the Bible, and attending church. I am a Christian. I am not perfect, and I do not always succeed in achieving those aspects of seeking Christ, but I do like to work physically through Him. This is also a wonderful suggestion for those who are uncomfortable in expressing His love through words. I have attended two mission trips to Romania with my youth group. Romania: isn't that crazy? I prayed that God would help me make the right decision whether I should go or not. I wanted to do what He wanted me to do, and sometimes that takes patience. He finally spoke to me and told me that I was meant to go on this trip. I could not help but to be anxious about getting the chance to go half way across the world and help others that are in need. I have done volunteer work before, but never to this extent. When we arrived at Romania it was a whole new world for me. It took some getting used to because the community is less fortunate and more prominent than I even imagined. My youth group and I stayed at the orphanage over in a village called Jdiora. I remember going to other houses in the village and splitting wood, planting gardens, paint fences, and an abundance of other products to help out the village. I felt as though I should have been doing the work for them, because I sympathized for them. Many of the widows we helped asked us why we volunteer to do this kind of work for them, which is kind of heartbreaking whenever I think about it. Just knowing that there are people out there like them makes me want to work through God that much more. Whenever the mission team and I arrived it was approximately 6:30 a.m., all of the kids were getting ready for school. We got to go through the orphanage and see them; I literally started crying because I realized that going three years without being a part of the lives of people who meant so much to me affected my relationship with not only the kids, but God too. During the first week is whenever we would go to the widows’ houses and help them outside with chores and activities. It was such a blessing to be able to experience the culture, and the different ways Romanians live. During our second week in Romania we hosted a camp. We invited kids from Pesac, which is an extremely poor village, and many of these children do not understand that there are people out there who love them. They tend to think that they are by themselves and have to face the world alone, but we were able to brighten up their day simply by giving them a hug. They would tell me how blessed they were to get the privilege to come to the camp. We fed them, played with them; taught lessons about God, and most importantly loved them. I enjoy going on these mission trips. I love being able to share God’s love just by doing small jobs. If anyone could just get the chance to see the smiles on the Romanians faces, that would be phenomenal. This is because seeing the excitement on people’s faces, over something so minuscule, pushes me to be more like God and to serve him daily. The first time I went to Romania was inspiring. It gave me a new perspective on how to look at life. The trip taught me how I should not take things for granted and that I should thank God more often for many blessings in my life: the materials I have today, giving me the capability of helping others, and giving me the job to go and spread His word, His love, and His name to others. The