Mission Trip

Well, the mission trip came and went. It was ok. We stayed in Gueydon, LA, which is half way between Lafayette and Lake Charles. From what I understand, the Lake Charles storm relief office is closing and, well, they didn't have much work for us to do. We ended up painting a dining hall at a Christian camp in Lake Arthur. I still don't understand how this camp works, because there were more privately owned houses on the camp grounds than dormitories for campers. Emotions were up and down on the mission trip. We had a young man with us who has one of the more minor forms of Autism. That in itself made for trying times. It was very difficult to deal with him and his idiosyncracies for 5 days straight. There was just a feeling of tension from start to finish. I don't know if it was just me, or if others felt it. It wrecked havock on my stomach. I was sick more days last week, than I had been in the last two years. I prayed to God so hard the whole week before to let this week be a good week, and it was in a lot of respects. But, what I was trying really hard to see the good in was still not good. It's hard when you want life to be roses and it's not. If you are reading this and you are of a prayerful nature, please pray for my sister. Please pray that God speaks to her heart about the decisions she has been making lately.