One Missionary’s Thoughts on Short-Term Mission

The Accidental Missionary

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If you are a parent, you’ve seen it at least a squillion times.  You’re working in the kitchen and your tiny child’s cherub-like face looks up at you and says,

“I want to help.”

In the idyllic households, the parent looks upon the child, acknowledges his servant’s heart, cradles his cheeks, and invites him to the table. Bathed in filtered light and surrounded by flitting hummingbirds, you make a delicious pan of brownies together.  You crack the eggs into the bowl.  You delicately measure the ingredients.  You taste the batter, licking the giant spoon simultaneously.  And let’s not forget the giggles when you, the parent, dust some flour on the tip of your little angel’s nose.

Yes.  It’s always the nose.

If your house is anything like mine, the scene above couldn’t be further from reality.  When my kids say “I want to help,” my brain’s KIDSPEAK translator shouts back…

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