You know how certain things can take you right back to a specific memory, time, place? The way a song can bring back all the emotions of an experience. The way a certain smell reminds you of someone special.
Well there's something in particular that always brings me back to a week in 2004. I'm in high school and on a missions trip to Mexico with my church. We're building houses for families, who are in desperate need for more room. The house they live in now is smaller than my bedroom, and there are five of them. A mother, father, 2 children, and a new baby. Despite having so little, they are so happy. The type of happiness that doesn't change based on how things may be going on that particular day. A happiness that is deep and unchanging. It is JOY.
It was an incredible week, where I learned so much about who I am, the things that are important to me, and how I need to use my life to lift up those around me,as much as I can.
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**segway from serious conversation** Want to know the thing that always reminds me of this special trip?
A joke.