Last week's missions trip to Nassau was an epiphany for me in a couple of ways as I mentioned in an earlier post (The Cracked Playing Marble). Having been a career foreign missionary for almost twenty years, this was the first time that I had been on a missions trip - not as the missionary - but as a participant. And it was a first time without my husband on a missions trip. We have always been a team when it comes to missions.
Nine ladies and one man went on this trip. We had those in their 50's, 60's, 70's, and yes, even 80's! I was so inspired by these women who did not think a thing about age, but went because they wanted to serve, wanted to encourage, wanted to experience. I learned so much from them. Enjoy the pictures as they tell more of the story than my words could ever tell!
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| Our missionary friend made sure that we experienced the famous Fish Fry District. |
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| Driving through one of the oldest, historic areas of Nassau |
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| Taken from inside the church that was situated in the middle of the Haitian refugee village |
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| I wanted to swim to that boat and take a nap |
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| On our day off, we came upon this beautiful scenery |
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| The signs were always entertaining |
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| Teaching Children's Church at Calvary Haitian Baptist Church |
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| A spontaneous Bible story during one of our days of house-to-house visiting |
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| Another spontaneous Bible story time during a visit to one of the Haitian villages |
