Rebecca Burris combines love for serving, teaching for spring break mission trip

Senior education major Rebecca Burris will return to Cozumel, Mexico for her fourth spring break to serve the orphans at City of Angels. The City of Angels is a Christian children’s home where young children who have been orphaned, abandoned or abused can find a permanent home. Originally from Mitchell, Indiana, Burris had not heard of the City of Angels until she arrived at Lipscomb. The missions fair introduced her to the opportunity. “I went to the info meeting and as I heard more about it, I realized I would love to go on this trip,” Burris said. As an education major, Burris was naturally attracted to the trip because of the emphasis put on spending time with children. “It’s a super laid back trip,” she said. “We do VBS two days and ESL [English as second language] classes two days and the last day is carnival day.” After her first trip, she decided to get more involved as a student leader. “Mark Jent is the leader and he asked me to be a student leader [my sophomore year] so I started doing that and I’ve been that ever since, so I have gotten to be a little more involved each year,” she said. Burris has had a hand in planning the VBS portion of the trip for the last two years. Her and the team spend time teaching, singing and doing arts and crafts. This year Burris will be playing a new role on the trip, though. “This is my first year to be on the [ESL] group,” she said. “We will be giving them English vocabulary words and Mad Libs...
Mission Trip Journal: Ciudad de Angeles; Cozumel, Mexico

Mission Trip Journal: Ciudad de Angeles; Cozumel, Mexico

I was so tired from not having slept nearly at all on Friday night. I had packed, done laundry and finished my last minute shopping with little time left to sleep before time to meet up with the team at 3 a.m. Saturday March 12 Once we got to school to ride the bus out to the airport, my tired eyes weren’t even a concern because I was so excited to be with my team, ready to go for the week. We prayed together over our trip and all of the other groups leaving from Lipscomb to serve God’s grand kingdom in the world. After several hours in airports and on airplanes, we arrived at the Casa Mirage where the girls from the team stayed for the week. I was incredibly excited to get to Cozumel. Being back there after a year was such an incredible feeling; I loved smelling the smells and feeling the breeze that I hadn’t felt since last spring break. Saturday night, we went to the campus of Ciudad de Ángeles and served dinner and smores to the “angels” and the staff there. I was pretty nervous because I didn’t know if any of the kids would remember me from last year. I don’t know why I worried so much. Even though some of them didn’t recognize me at first, the girl that my family sponsors was waiting to greet me with a hug. I also met a boy who had just moved to Ciudad last year. It is amazing to see how God is blessing Ciudad de Ángeles daily. Last year, 8 new angels...

Mission Cozumel: Ciudad de Angeles

3/20/10 Captain’s log: Currently cruising at 30,000 feet above the vast cerulean waters of the great Atlantic. As I make my way home, I can’t help but reflect on my last night in Cozumel. After saying adios to the older kids of Ciudad De Angeles, my group went to house church with the Chiquitos (the youngest angels). At this house church we has a lesson on personal sacrifice and sang a few songs in Spanish, then a few in English. This was followed by a nice Mexican dinner that consisted of chicken, tortillas, black beans, and a delicious rice based dessert. After our meal, we had free time to play our final games with the angels. Sadly, the time to leave came upon us very quickly and we had to say our final farewells… We were not prepared. By this point, there were a lot of tears falling on both sides. This only got worse as we exchanged “adios amigos.” It was all I could do not to break down right there in that 3rd story apartment. The kids tried to follow us out the door and down the steps, but the house parents had to keep them inside. Walking down those stairs was one of the most touching moments of my life as I listened to the children trying to follow us. Then, out of nowhere, these children who hadn’t spoken a word of English all week began shouting, “We love you” at the top of their lungs. It’s impossible to express in words what this moment felt like for our team. In complete silence, our group hopped...