In 2006, my church with 2 other local churches were asking for volunteers to go on a 'mission trip' to help with cleanup in Mississippi 4 months after Hurricanes Katrina&Rita tore through the state I had never done anything like this before,I felt the urge to go,so I did. Our group of 20 people ages 20-60 were sent to small coastal town,D'Iberville,Miss, which was hit with the aftermath of both of these hurricanes,to see the damage up close was mindblogging.The town population of 8,000 4,000 lost everything. We were there for a week,helping local residents,hearing their stories every day
We bonded with the residents who profusely thanked us for coming .One woman said to me at lunch one day 'your group are all angels for helping us' I wiped away a tear
Our base camp was located in a high school baseball field with wooden planks everywhere because the ground was so wet. I nickname the trip'Field of Dreams'{after my fav baseball movie} Another church group from South Carolina were in camp with us,we bonded with them as well,great people We also bonded within our own group,never met the members from the other 2 churches
It was a transforming experience,glad I went,emotionally it did something to me. I couldn't go on future trips,but supported other church members who went the next couple of yrs