Looking Back

As I think back on my time at Hope for the Island, it seems sort of surreal. Like a dream. Towards the end of the month that I spent there the words came out of my mouth: "Lord, how could You bless me so much?" I really wanted to go to HIF to serve them and to bless them in some way. But I came away being the one who was blessed. My heart was touched very deeply and was filled to the brim.

I had the opportunity to help in an administrative task as well as be involved with kids and youth ministry and participate in a medical mission by praying for some of the people who had been helped. I loved reading stories and verses to the kids and teaching them songs. I taught the youth Discipleship class for 3 Wednesdays and taught them a couple of songs, too. I loved hearing those songs later being sung.

I was struck over and over again by the dichotomy of the beauty of the island and the poverty of it. As I looked out at the ocean, trees, beach and sky, I realized that I could never have my fill of the amazingly beautiful surroundings. I tried to take it all in, but I don’t think that is possible. And at the opposite end of the spectrum are the people who are struggling for their daily needs. It made me think of how much I have in Canada and really the responsibility that I have to steward what God has given me. People need their spiritual needs met, yes, but many also have physical needs that are not being met. I think Christians are also called to provide for those needs.

I am anticipating going back someday soon with my family. My brother and nephew spent 8 days at Hope for the Island in March and my sister-in-law and their other 3 kids are excited to go for their first time. I will travel back with them.

This experience is now part of who I am. It is a brick in my life. This place is in my heart and I am excited be involved in some small way and to see what God does on Siargao Island.