Back from my NYC missions trip with NYSUM. First missions trip & first time to NYC. Our stay started with orientation and getting to know each other, but I jumped at the chance to walk through Queens at 9pm rather than stay inside with a headache and play Mafia! I don't understand where I was...Queens, Long Island City, Astoria... So is that the borough, city, and town?
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| South Tower Memorial |
Tuesday we went to the 9/11 memorial, walked around in the freezing cold until we decided to stop at Trinity Wall Street Episcopal church. We joined them for their service and ate our lunches outside their building afterwards with New Yorkers who were there for their food pantry. I offered my ham sandwich to a guy who said, "Oh, no thank-you, hunny. You must be from the South, you have an accent." Haha, nope! Boy do I wish I had a Southern accent...a British one would be so much cuter! ; )
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| Trinity Wall Street Episcopal Church |
I realized Tuesday afternoon that I am so prepared to talk to someone who knows nothing about Yeshua (Jesus) no matter how unprepared or unequipped I feel for sharing the gospel.
Tuesday night was pretty awesome. It started with a ride to Brooklyn during which some of my teammates and I shared our testimonies. We arrived at Brooklyn Tabernacle for a prayer service, had a good time of worship, and prayed in little groups for the children of the place. The lyrics I loved most were:
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| Brooklyn Tabernacle |
The time of prayer there was really neat because the things God put on my heart were creating reoccurring themes because they were topics I've prayed for for others recently. I love reoccurrences - they make me stop and think, they make me wonder what God's trying to communicate to me and teach me. I read Mark 6 on Tuesday and Luke 10 & 11 on Wednesday. They have a couple similarities, but the biggest is that Mark 6:11 and Luke 10:11 are practically identical! Last week was just a week where I flipped open my Bible and read what was in front of me (since I was out of routine)! Also, I read Isaiah 58 (flipped there) one day and then one of our leaders read it to us sometime after that. That gave me chills! What better passage to read than Isaiah 58 when you're on a missions trip! (It's also a passage that was highlighted last year because it struck me.)
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| Rockefeller Center |
Wednesday we went to a soup kitchen in Harlem right next to Marcus Avery Park. They feed their "guests" well! Chicken, rice, pinto beans, green beans, juice, peaches, and salmon burgers once the chicken ran out! There were ~5 salvations that day and we served ~200 people.
That night we did homeless ministry. It felt really good to chat with people, pray with them, and give them blankets, food, and toiletries. What struck me that night and other times was what people didn't ask for prayer for. One or two people I prayed with wanted full time instead of part time jobs, or a place to live, but they mostly weren't asking for better provisions.! God provides it all - whether we can afford it ourselves or someone gives it to us - but could I, could you, be content enough with whatever God provides? Or would we pray for constant, dependable provision so we wouldn't have to depend on God using others as an everyday test of our faith? Many of the poor or homeless I spoke with claimed to be believers and said things like, "I talk to Him everyday. I wouldn't get by without Him. He's my only hope." Crazy thing is, most/many of the people I saw didn't look homeless, hungry, in need, etc; but that's more true of the people at the soup kitchen (POTS) I went to Saturday.
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| Lunch in Little Italy |
Thursday was our day off. Some of us started it by going to Rockefeller Center to watch, and try to be on, the Today Show. I was on it, but I can't find a clip with us in it online =( Later I went to Chinatown, Little Italy, a couple stories in Manhattan (including FAO Schwarz), and Times Square. In Chinatown, there was a little Asian man scrunched up on the sidewalk with a sign that said, "Homeless & sober. Please help." Circumstances like that hurt my heart =( It's hard to know what to do. Money is the easiest, but a no-no; and giving the little bit of food that might have been in my purse seems like so little. Looking back...food and prayer would've been the best to give. I think it was that day that a clean, well-dressed homeless man got on the subway asking for help and I was able to give him a bag of almonds. That felt good.
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| Times Square, of course. |
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| Fuse-ball table in FAO Schwarz |
We went to a coffee shop/bakery in Little Italy where I got a cannoli when I really wanted cheesecake. Horrible substitute! Pay the extra dollar for the $4 cheesecake! I was actually offered a couple bites by two other girls there, that was tasty. I got my own slice in Times Square later - extremely rich! =/ Water was $2.45 in Times Square! We walked around for ~7 hours that day, I wish I hadn't left my pedometer at school!
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| Outside The Relief Bus |
Friday we worked with a sweet crew at The Relief Bus by Chelsea Park in Manhattan. We served about 500 cups of soup, plus hot chocolate and bread. A few of my team members and I walked around blocks giving people fliers so they'd be aware of The Relief Bus. During that, we ran into a guy who talked a long time with us about his story. He was from Puerto Rico, hadn't seen his family in ~26 years, and used to be a homeless alcoholic. Now he's a believer, lives on disability because of an injury, and doesn't have anyone to talk to besides God. He said something about not leaving his place very often, but he decided to Friday and was blessed to come across people who were willing to listen to him. That was neat.
Friday night we went to the Betel of America. We led worship, gave testimonies, some performed a little more music, and we ate cookies while chatting with the men. It's a Christian drug and alcohol rehab center. Most of the men were in their 40's, some 50's & 60's. Three residents were from South Carolina and one worker was from Britain. I adore British accents! Southern are so cute too!
Saturday morning we went to POTS (Part of the Solution) soup kitchen. The cute thing about that place is that it's set up like a diner. The people are seated and served by 3 people. This is where so many people didn't look like they were in need. I'm not condemning them for eating there - whatever floats their boat - the craziness is that I'd never know they were in need if I saw them on the street. These people wear some brand names, have phones, have music players, have jewelry, glasses, tattoos, etc. I also found out that hungry people in need waste food! Last thing I would have expected!
Saturday night we sang (accompanied by guitars and a violin) in the subway & Grand Central Station. We also talked to people, gave some testimonies, and handed out tracts. People danced, clapped, sang, videoed, joined, and just stopped to watch us. I was told that one man moved from one sub car filled with our people to another car filled with our people and said, "Aw, they're here to?!"
Good times, good times.
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| Trinity Wall Street Episcopal Church |
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| Today Show. Ann Curry's ridiculously tall, maybe $500, shoes. |
PS: I was surprised - but it makes sense - that most of the vehicles in NYC are only nice ones. Who's gonna expensively drive a junky vehicle when there are subways? Lots of black Escalades, Navigators, & Towncares.