Mission Trip

In June of 2015 I went on a mission trip with my Youth Group of First Baptist Church to London, England. When over there we would be staying in a tiny town outside of the city, Stanmore. Being religiously diverse town someone could have a Muslim neighbor on one side and a Jew on the other side. Some of us in the group felt the coordinator for our trip exaggerated. After months of fundraising and preparing for the trip it finally came and excitement filled the air. Two days before the plane ride to London I walked down the steps at my house. Sadly, that was not me I was walking off the sidewalk and onto the grass going to my friend’s car. I fell down as I took a step onto the grass, hearing a painfully loud crack and instantly knew I twisted
James’s Park that is nearby that has a plaque on a trail dedicated to Princess Diana. Later that day we went to the Tower of London, where I proceeded to walk through a part of the torture chamber that it once had, also went into a tower called Bloody Mary’s tower from when Queen Mary ruled. Walking up the staircase in the tower proved difficult not only for me but many others because of the narrow and uneven the steps are. Not being claustrophobic the stairwell made me feel like the walls may cave in or crumble at any moment because the age. I saw that they constantly work on the buildings in order to keep everything safe and close to what it looked like all those years ago. I also saw the crown of jewels exhibit and some of the history of it. At one part of the exhibit they play Queen Elizabeth II’s
There so happened to be a wedding taking place in another part of the building. The girls in the group talked to some women that walked in the praying area of the temple mentioning how they loved their outfits. Another time we walked several miles to a Hindu background church and sat through their service and ate with them afterwards. It was my first time that trip and ever to eat curry. One of the last places we visited religion related is a mosque in a nearby town. Out of respect everyone in the group dressed appropriately all the males wore pants and nice shirts, the women wore shirts that covered at least the shoulders, pants or skirt down to the ankle, and a scarf to cover our hair. That same day we visited a school and met some student that were our age, we toured their school and after just talked about differences between our countries. We also went to a church member’s school where he taught elementary students. There we taught the kids’ gym classes what we do in America’s gym class. But with my broken foot I could not participate like the others in what they taught so I helped our Youth pastor, Rob, who taught the students American football. I am glad I was able to still go on the trip even though I had the broken foot and could not play soccer or any sports, and participate as much as the others on the