
Before the group headed out though there were a few things that needed doing and one of those was one final basketball game with the worship band members from the church we stay at who had come to help with the crusade. I tagged along hoping to get some good video footage. While I got good footage, I found something that I'll treasure far more.
It's one thing to hope that what you're doing impacts someone, it's a whole other thing to see and know that you do make an impact and that people are happy to have you around. I was privileged enough to be able witness the bond that had formed between our team and the worship band from the church, despite language and cultural boundaries. It's truly a heartwarming sight to see the smiles and hear the laughter of each group of people when they get together despite differences.
There were no boundaries to struggle across or awkward pauses between trying to translate properly, just the pure joy of playing together. The camaraderie was universal and with a smile or a clap on the back everything that needed saying was said.
It really drove home to me that the people here do register our presence, that we make a difference, whether big or small. And I think I really needed to be reminded of that because it's easy to feel distanced from people when you can't fully communicate.
