The morning started off bright and early with breakfast at the restaurant next to the hotel and then morning devotion at the little river behind the lodge. We talked about Nicodemus and how he only loved Jesus when no one could see him until later on when he would come out in day light. Our project for the day was to talk about our Nicodemus stories with our fellow missionaries. Mine was finally shared around 9 pm with Jen, Anne, and Hannah.
I grew up on a horse farm in Washington, Missouri, living the dream with everything that I could have asked for plus more! I grew up going to a small UCC church in Washington where I was confirmed, but pushed away from God and my belief faded. After I finished 6th grade, my family’s farm was foreclosed on and everything was taken away from me. Animals were considered my “fig leaves” (something that I could go to when I needed to get away and then cover up my misery with). I went into middle school with a slightly fresh start, but was still surrounded by the people I went to elementary school with. As I went through those years, my faith weakened more and more until I gave up on even having a relationship with God. When I was a freshman in high school, my uncle passed away and my grandma was diagnosed with breast cancer (just another reason to shy away from God). Life was a roller coaster battle for a while. My sophomore year, I lost my great grandpa on April 1st and then lost my grandma on April 7th which completely tore me apart and I threw the towel in at that point. I was done with the so called Lord who was going to save me from my sins. Just 3 weeks after my grandma passed away, I completely ruptured my ACL and meniscus and ended all my sports careers. As my mom could tell I was in a deep stage of depression, she started to drag me to church on Sundays with her and my grandpa to support him. I was fed up with God at this point and really wanted nothing to do with him, but she got me to go one Sunday and I couldn’t tell you what the message was about or who was preaching or what Sunday it was, but everything clicked. I finally understood why God was throwing all this at me at once, because he knew I could handle it. My grandpa then sent me on the LA mission trip with the youth group, and my life was changed (as many of you may know if you attended the Life Change service in the fall). And this trip has only added to my strength with him.
After our morning devotional, some people headed to the grocery store to get food for VBS while others went to the hardware store to get materials to stain the deck at church and then the rest of the crew headed to the church to get ready for VBS on Tuesday and Wednesday. Allie, Hannah, Anna, and I worked on getting the puppet skits ready, figuring out moves to the songs, writing lyric boards, making examples of the arts and crafts projects, and trained 3 amazing young middle schoolers who will be helping us with VBS this week. The rest of the team made sure that all of their projects were in line and stained the deck (somehow I lucked out and didn’t have to do that…)
We finished off the night at Thai Chef in Lander, WY and had some delicious Thai food. Anna, Allie, and I then decided to be adventurous and soak up the beautiful 70 degree, no humidity Wyoming weather and walked the 12 blocks back to the hotel while taking pictures, telling stories, and a quick glance at Pokémon GO! I finished off the night by watching the 3rd Ice Age Movie on TV while laying in bed laughing and telling jokes.
This trip has been amazing so far and I can’t wait to see what the rest of the week has to offer for this amazing place. Please keep all of us missionaries in your prayers as we teach all the beautiful children the word of God!
Lots of Love, Lexi Geisert