Personal Narrative: My Mission Trip To Haiti

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I remember the day that I felt a call from God to go on a mission trip, I was in seventh grade on my first retreat with my church. I was sitting in this large room with two hundred other kids in middle school, a speaker from Restore Haiti came to talk to us about what he does. I had never heard anything like it, I had never heard about third world countries, or poverty, or world hunger, or kids not being about to go to school. Within the first hour of getting home after the retreat I told my dad that I wanted to go on an international mission trip. I didn’t care where, and I didn’t care when, I just wanted to go. He emailed the missions director at our church and exactly a year later; my dad, brother, and I went to Haiti for the first time.

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