As a college student, I had the blessed opportunity to be a student mobilized both on spring break mission trips and through a missions scholarship. I’ve been given some amazing opportunities to see corners of the world I never would have known otherwise.

I came home wrecked.

Before college, it was easier for me to ignore the fact that children are starving around the world. Now, those children are my friends. I used to justify buying bottled water. Now I’ve seen polluted rivers families call “sink,” “shower,” and “washing machine.” Before college, my heart was not repeatedly broken by the living conditions my brothers and sisters in Christ face on a daily basis.

Nicaragua

Now I see remnants of another life every day. College expanded my world view; it wrecked my life.

With every spoiled piece of food I waste, I hurt because I have looked into the eyes of the hungry. With every new article of clothing I buy, I remember those wearing the same outfit day in and day out. As my shoes, once again, spill out of their box and overtake my room, I remember the barefoot children running along the dusty road.

Guatemala
(Photo credit: Heather)

It’s overwhelming. Once you’ve tasted poverty, it’s impossible to continue life as you knew it.

It’s humbling to realize that even with the best of intentions I can’t free all of those trapped in sex trafficking. I can’t eradicate alcoholism and abuse. I can’t purify all of the water in the world. I cannot rescue every child living in extreme poverty.

I can’t do it all.

But I can rescue one child. I can give the clothes I don’t wear—and even some that I do—to the local clothing closet. I can support missionaries in my community and around the world. For every dollar I spend on bottled water, I can match it in a well-building project. I can be the person who cares enough to fly around the world to look a stranger in the eye and say, “I love you. You’re beautiful.”

Guatemala
(Photo credit: Caitlin)

I can remember the joy, love, and hope I’ve experienced.

I’ve been hugged and kissed with blessings shouted over me, “¡Dios le bendiga!” I’ve played with little girls who call themselves lucky because they have one Barbie to share, never mind that she’s missing an arm. I’ve asked friends how they’re doing and they always say well, thanks to God. Never mind that their church can’t pay the electric bill. I’ve worshiped at a chicken plant because the government confiscated the church’s land—twenty years ago.

China
Matthew 28

I can’t change the whole world. Maybe the whole world doesn’t need to be changed. I need to be changed. I have been changed. College wrecked my life forever. And it is good.

What wrecked your life? I’d love to hear your story.
I also encourage you to check out Jeff Goins’ book Wrecked, coming out August 1.

Dios te bendiga, amigo/a,
<>< Katie

  • http://denisedilley.blogspot.com/ Denise Dilley

    What a beautiful, wrecked life you live!  

    My life was wrecked the moment I stepped off the plane in New Delhi, India.  Those first 30 days I spent in Hyderabad changed me forever.  Seeing the dirty, beautiful brown faces of children begging on the streets broke my heart and changed my dreams. 

    My life is wrecked every time I serve a plate of hot food at the local soup kitchen.  When I see folks whose lives are worse off than mine yet still have so much joy and faith, my life is changed.

    You’re right – we can’t change the world.  But we can change our part of the world.  And we can definitely change ourselves.  Maybe that’s the greatest challenge, changing us.  Less for us, more for others.  Changing ourselves so that others might be changed.

    • http://KatieAxelson.com/ Katie Axelson

      I like that you contrast India with the local soup kitchen. It’s so easy to think to be wrecked we have to go somewhere. We do and sometimes it’s just down the street.

      Katie

  • Heretotherelifecoaching

    Beautiful post Katie – thanks for sharing your story and reminding us that although we can’t do everything, we can do something!
    God Bless,
    Terry

    • http://KatieAxelson.com/ Katie Axelson

      Thanks, Terry!

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