I feel in love with doing mission projects the same way I fell in love with chocolate cake.
One bite, and I was hooked.
I love the way mission projects wake up the team working together to a world they might have ignored. I love the way it breaks down boundaries between people you might never find in the same room short of the work of the Holy Spirit. More than anything, I love watching other people fall in love with it too.
I have this scrapbook of memories of seeing people catch a vision for helping other people. Watching a group of teenagers go out from behind the soup kitchen counter to go play dominoes with the homeless men at the shelter. Seeing the love in the eyes of young mom helping another mom who lost everything in an apartment fire. Walking through a completed home with a man who helped build it’s frame, and now got to meet the children who would live there.
I do love mission projects.
But after several years I realized something.
These projects are really important. They are valuable and important and they transform the people who do them and show the people we partner with that they are loved and not forgotten. But they are a first step, not the only step. It’s where we start, but it’s not the end.
Social justice is more than a one day project.