Due to technical difficulties, I wasn’t able to post last night so here’s a wrap up of our final day in Colombia. Yesterday (Thursday), the morning started with breakfast and a devotional like usual only afterward, we had the morning to ourselves. What to do? Some chose to go back to bed… while others went shopping. Dr Nick and Dr Mike, with the help of Dr Andy, went to a medical school and gave a presentation on limb salvage.
Nancy writing a message in the sand. |
Several of our interpreters from the clinic met up at the hotel in the morning and a big group went to the beach to play soccer. Those of us who weren’t so ambitious but wanted to catch a little beach action hung out on the sidelines.
Kara feeding the birds. |
After lunch, we all headed over to the Old Town and take in some of the local culture. Some chose to go on a guided tour where we learned a bit about the history of the city and the native Indian peoples from this area. Others chose to get right to shopping to try and find some nice souvenirs to bring back to family and friends. Afterwards, we all found our way to a local restaurant for a final meal with some of our new Colombian friends. It was a wonderful dinner on a beautiful evening; a perfect way to conclude our trip.
Sundial in Old Town. |
Today we begin our journey back home. As I reflect on this past week and what it all means to me, I can’t help but think of some of my thoughts before the trip. When my husband (Dr. Bret) discussed the possibility of Colombia as a medical mission we could go on together, I didn’t exactly burst with excitement. Colombia? You mean the birthplace of cocaine? That country where people get kidnapped, children are sold for sex, and explosions happen regularly in their cities? Is he
crazy? And what the heck is the Woodlands leadership thinking allowing such a trip? After my concerns were addressed and I was on the team, I posted a question on Facebook asking if any of my friends could recommend appropriate clothing for Colombia. A bullet proof vest and Kevlar were among the responses. Apparently I’m not the only one who thought a visit to Colombia might not be such a good idea.
Now that I have the opportunity to look back instead of looking forward, the word that comes to mind is “change”. A lot of things have changed on this trip. Personally, my views of this country have significantly changed. Instead of a country full of violence and cocaine production, I now see a country with incredibly warm people with a rich history going much further back than our own country’s history. I felt as safe here as I would in any part of New York City, Washington DC, or Chicago. And the violence that was once a part of Cartagena has been replaced by excitement for the future and eagerness to rid itself of the reputation it had more than a decade ago. Yes, Cartagena has changed too.
This team has changed. We went from a group of people who barely knew each other into a close knit “family”. It was amazing how willing people were to help out in areas they weren’t comfortable with if it made things better for the clinic. As our personal relationships strengthened we became better at communication, getting consultations, bouncing ideas off each other, and caring for the health of all of our teammates.
Our awareness of how God works has changed. For some people on this trip, it was the first time outside the United States. When you become the foreigner in a strange land with a different language, culture, and value system, you are forced to view things differently. Suddenly, you can’t limit your awareness to the small part of the world you live in. Dorothy might say, “We aren’t in Kansas anymore.” To see God at work in a medical clinic like this is one of the most amazing things about these trips. Opportunities present themselves here that you just don’t pay attention to on the average day. We pray for and with patients, we evangelize, and we openly discuss “God sightings” with each other. You can’t help but be aware of God’s presence both in the clinic and amongst ourselves as we spend time together. You get an up close view that God is at work in places thousands of miles away from the Stevens Point community.
This trip has been such a great experience for all of us. For any of you who haven’t been on a mission trip before, but are interested in the possibility, I wholeheartedly encourage you to consider taking that leap of faith. I am someone with no medical background, can’t stand the sight of blood, and don’t even talk to me about needles. There is a place for people like me on these trips too and yes, your contribution will make a difference. If you think God may be calling you to serve in this capacity, please pray about it, trust Him, and take that step outside the boat. With His guidance, I know you’ll discover that you can walk on water.