After our all-nighter last night (shout-out to Dyon and Aaron Cobb who really did make it all night!),
we were all exhausted this morning when we awoke at around 3:45am and prepared the house to leave. We cleaned everything up as my dad shouted "1 MINUTE" every five minutes (as if we were leaving in one minute -- this was never true).
Donn and Cyndie and Brekyn and Asher were ALL there to see us off, and amidst hugs and final dashes inside and getting settled in the car, we departed Gloversville at 5:09am headed for Charlotte.
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| Aaron and Dyon, practicing their dart skills |
| My dad, his usual, goofy self |
Needless to say, the ride back was much quieter. As we trekked through the foggy mountains of New York and Pennsylvania, there were periods when everyone but the drivers were fast asleep. As we gradually awoke through the day, we began to talk and joke and reflect quietly. We thought back on the trip. Those of us who went on the 2011 trip compared the two, noticing the similarities and differences, the strengths and weaknesses of each trip. We remembered last night when we shared deeply and cried and bonded even tighter as a group. We remembered the music outreach (especially Jeff, Aaron C., Stephen, Peyton, and Tyler), bringing people in and entertaining them with the way we worshipped.
We remembered the block party on Tuesday night, how glad everyone was to have some food and something to DO in a city where nothing happens. We remembered Aaron B.'s moving testimony on Wednesday night.
We remembered deep talks amongst ourselves. We remembered last night as we stayed up all night, hearing Kirk laugh hysterically and uncontrollably as he was ruthlessly tickled by Aaron C., among others. We remembered watching in confusion as Dyon couldn't stop laughing his high laugh and then in even more confusion as Dyon tried to make his laugh lower.
We remembered watching Jkru ask us at least 30 times, "Have you seen the movie Parent Trap?" as he lay half-asleep on the floor.
| Jeff, Tyler, and Stephen jammin' for the Lord! |
We remembered the block party on Tuesday night, how glad everyone was to have some food and something to DO in a city where nothing happens. We remembered Aaron B.'s moving testimony on Wednesday night.
| Aaron B. at the lake. Vega Gear has gone national! |
We remembered deep talks amongst ourselves. We remembered last night as we stayed up all night, hearing Kirk laugh hysterically and uncontrollably as he was ruthlessly tickled by Aaron C., among others. We remembered watching in confusion as Dyon couldn't stop laughing his high laugh and then in even more confusion as Dyon tried to make his laugh lower.
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| Have you ever seen anyone happier? |
We remembered watching Jkru ask us at least 30 times, "Have you seen the movie Parent Trap?" as he lay half-asleep on the floor.
| Jkru and Peyton reppin that G-ville apparel |
And more than remembering, we look forward. This whole summer, I didn't really have to look forward. I could always hide behind the next trip and immerse myself in preparation for that trip – first Vacation Bible School, then the Senior High mission trip to Atlanta, then Rainbow Express Camp, then my Grandma's house, then the youth choir tour, then this, the 2012 Gloversville Trip.
Now that it's over, I have no more trips to hide behind. I must – we must – face the real world. Those of us who are seniors (and Jeff) must face the real world of leaving home, leaving all of our friends and stepping into an unfamiliar environment where professing our faith isn't exactly encouraged. The youngsters (Peyton, Steven D., and Aaron C.) must continue on here, without all of their closest, older friends as we leave. As some of us are two, some of us three weeks away from leaving, it is a reality. It's kind of scary, yes. But living and SERVING CHRIST with my best friends for a week has made it a little bit less so.
One last story and then I'll be done. Right as we pulled into our church tonight (in record time -- a little over 13 hours!), it began to rain. At first, it was short, quick droplets. But quickly (and right as were were unloading all the luggage) the tiny droplets morphed into a torrential downpour. We rushed around, throwing bags into cars and saying quick good-byes which scarcely represented what we were really feeling. And in a matter of 10 minutes, every member of the 2012 Gloversville Team was gone. Just like that.
As we drove home, my dad commented on the rain, saying how it has brought our trip full-circle. Indeed, I really believe God sent rain at exactly the right times this week.
God sent rain twice on Monday. In the morning was a downpour, which forced my outreach team into a gazebo and initiated a beautiful conversation that was the start of a week-long relationship with some of Gloversville's homeless. In the evening was a lighter mist, as we did the prayer walk. It was just enough to cool us off and gave the feeling of a cleansing of the city as we showered it with prayer.
God sent rain (well, the threat of it) on Thursday. Gloversville was under a tornado watch and a menacing mass of storm made its way to Gloversville on the radar all day. Because of this threat of rain, Donn made the decision to change the location of the Movie Night Event from Melchoir Park to the Change of 1 storefront. This change brought new faces into C1 and rekindled relationships. This would NOT have happened if the movie was at Melchoir Park.
God's rain in these instances reminds me of a verse which God says in Isaiah 43: "When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and when you pass through the rivers, they will not sweep over you." Notice how God does not say that He will be with us before we are in the waters (of trial, struggle, etc.). No, He promises he will be with us when we pass through these struggles. We must have enough face to dive right in and except him to catch us before we hit bottom. But God won't catch us before we dive in. This verse perfectly symbolizes this trip. We didn't know what were getting into as we left Charlotte 7 days ago. But we went anyway, and God was with us. We didn't know and were confused when God sent the threat of rain on the night of the movie and forced us to move locations, but God blessed the change and blessed our faithfulness to His Will.
Stephen posted yesterday our theme song for the week, "Jesus, Friend of Sinners." From that song, we derived the week's mission statement and our constant prayer: "Jesus, break our hearts for what breaks Yours." In the literal rains of this week and in the metaphorical rains of hopelessness and despair and mental illness and poverty, our prayer was answered. And because our hearts were broken, we were more able to understand and empathize with those we met. That is how God was with us this week. And now, our prayer is that God will break our hearts all the time so that we may love people the way Jesus did.
Donn played the following song on Thursday when he told us how the inclement weather would change our plans for the movie night, and its powerful lyrics and worship speak to me even now.
Let It Rain by Jesus Culture
Donn played the following song on Thursday when he told us how the inclement weather would change our plans for the movie night, and its powerful lyrics and worship speak to me even now.
Let It Rain by Jesus Culture
Thank you all for reading this blog. Please be in prayer about the 2013 Gloversville Mission Trip and God's Will for it.
~Quinn
~Quinn




