Being a Big Baby....

The last couple of days for me have really been a milestone in my personal life as well as my proffesional life. For those of you who do not know I travel around the world and the country quite frequently to cover different ministries for Focus 4. I just got back from a week long trip to the Mexico City area to follow Mark Miller, founder of the American Association For Lost Children (www.aaflc.org). His ministry goes all over the world to rescue kidnapped children and returns them to the rightful parents. He does not charge the families a dime for his services. He works soley off of donations and fundraisers. How much of a blessing is that? unheard of man. I have been looking for a ministry to be involved in my entire life that truly could grab hold of my heart. I have a heart to be involved in the body of christ but never found a ministry that I wanted to enrich myself in and endorse. As a producer of Focus 4 and working at the Los Angeles Dream Center for a couple years I have come along many many many forms of ministry and have been nothing but blessed to have an oppurtunity to work along side and meet some incredible people. AAFLC was different for me after this trip. For a glimpse into the craziness I have put some raw footage up on youtube of a mother and her child reuniting for the 1st time. She had not seen her son in 3 years. She missed hearing his 1st words, seeing his 1st steps, and many other cherished moments a mother has with her baby. The trip had its many twists and turns full of drama and intensity that I can delve into but thats not what was so important about the trip. What was important was that a life was rescued. we were there for the children, not ourselves. When I say "ourselves" I don't necesarily mean pride. Many days we ate one meal in the morning, got 4 or 5 hours at a hotel and traveled 10 hours or more on the most horendous back bumpy roads. My butt felt like I was 6 years old and lied to my mama. WHat I say to that is, no matter how hungry, thirsty, or tired we were we never let our flesh have a voice because it was not about how we felt. It was about rescuing children. I could not type up a couple words to sum up this trip in fear of cheapening the experiance. One can only imagine how incredible the moment is when a mother sees her child again after a long absense due to abduction. Absolutly explosive. One other thing I have to do is shout out to the incredible team we had go out with us. Don, I can't say enough about the respect and admiration I gained for you through out the trip. You are a fantastic man to look up too and you came out with a a true servants heart willing to be apart of the team and not become THE team. Brad, the love you have for your child came through to me on this trip. You are going to be a fantastic Dad. You were such an asset with your spanish now you just need to send me up some oaxa cheese. Keep your head up B-Rad. Elaine. I almost hope I spelled that wrong because no one on the trip seemed to call her by her actual name and butchered it. So I decided to call her E! You were the mother of the group that was such a strong rock for your son Brad. You knew your role in the investigations and that is such a vital part of team work. You brought a calmness to the team. Amber, I was absolutly blown away by your leadership, focus, serventhood and humor. You were more than willing to do anything that was asked of you. You were the glue that kept the team together, and ive got the pink tie ready to go. 6pm right? your pink sweater will live on in these videos lol... Last but not least, Mark. What an incredible leader. The most selfless man I have ever met. He never made this trip about him. For as succesful as he is, there is not one ounce of pride in his body. Please keep him in your prayers. Please. I went on this trip expecting to meet new people/contacts, enjoy myself, and come back with a wonderful story as I normally do. Instead I came back with family that went through an incredible adventure together. i am blessed to have them in my life. My father, Ron Hembree, has a hand molded clay pot that sits in strategic areas in the house so no one can knock it over. It is the most priceless item he has ever owned. I would rather swim with sharks than accidently tip that pot over. It was a gift given to him from an African tribe for saving there villiage. He led a trip with 5 million dollars worth of food and clothes. Many of you know my Dad has been extrremely succesful in ministry. He's worked with Jonny Cash, had his tv show on many Networks all across the country (www.thestreamtv.com), traveled the world, has 2 honorary doctrates, and written scores and scores of books. He always refers to his "Africa Trip" as his most impactful trip of his life. I live about an hour away from the Pittsburgh airport and spent most of that car ride crying my eyes out thanking god for allowing me to be apart of such an incredible mission. After I was done being a big cry baby I called my mom (well, I guess big babies call there mom when theyre crying so I guess I'm still being a big baby). I was explaining to her my trip and all that happened. I ended it by telling her this trip to me is equivilant to my Dads Africa trip for me. life changing. I look forward to working alongside mark miller and AAFLC in the future. I don't know if this blog made sense or if it was gramatically correct. I just spoke and wrote from my heart. welcome to the mind of the Chadillac........ scary

 

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