It was eye-opening for me to take a 6 hr plane ride to DC, an 8 hr plane ride to London, a 7 hr plane ride to Sierra Leone, spend 3 hrs taking a ferry over to Freetown, and then take a 5 hr bus ride (where we were dodging both people and potholes on dirt roads in a fashion similar to that of an amusement park ride...except one that goes 4 hrs and 50 mins longer than I had planned on) into the rural "bush" of Sierra Leone (where I felt dumped right into a scene of Jurassic Park...just without the dinosaurs) and encounter people reading about, praying to, and worshiping Jesus - the same God I read about, pray to, and worship on a different continent so many time zones away and in a society much different than the one I had now just traveled into. I gained perspective on just how big God is. He's not just the God of America and He's not just the God of Africa, but he truly is the God of ALL nations and tribes.
Another area of culture shock I experienced was in the extreme conditions of Sierra Leone. Obviously there's the poverty - clearly seen when walking into villages I'd previously only seen on TV. It's like stepping into a picture in National Geographic with the mud walls and floors, the thatched roofs, the malnourished babies with the huge stomachs, and the tribes people staring curiously, and a bit guarded, in our direction. I felt as if I had stumbled into an outdoor steam sauna there, except that it's a 24 hr steam sauna without escape. The lack of running water and electricity meant no fans...no AC...nothing to cool down from the heat and humidity except for the hope of an incoming storm bringing a cool breeze. It was also my first experience having to dump buckets of water over myself for showering purposes. I knew what I was signing up for, so I never complained about the conditions. It was odd to be surrounded by such darkness. They have no street lights or house lights on during the night. There's just moonlight, candles, or flashlights. It quickly reveals the luxuries I live in back at home.
Lastly, I was impressed and inspired by the attitudes of the people there. I woke up daily at 6am to children singing and praying and then hurrying off to do their daily chores - such as 8 and 9 yr olds fetching water from the well (in which pumping was was fun for about 2 mins, until I realized I had to fill 10+ buckets of water, and my muscles were starting to burn up barely into finishing my first bucket) for drinking or cooking, or seeing children gathering water from the swamp for laundry and then carrying these buckets on their heads back to their homes - a good 100-150 yards away (where they would scrub their clothes using a laundry board and a bucket and then hang to dry all day long), or scrubbing down their bathrooms and sweeping out their house (not with brooms like we have the luxury of using, but with a group of small 12 inch sticks banded together with twine). It wasn't just the older kids doing all the manual labor...it was everyone. The amazing thing for me was the lack of complaining. At 6:30am, I saw 7 yr olds doing more manual labor in an hour than I do all day back in the States, and yet none of them were whining or wishing they were playing XBox, or spending time on Facebook, or texting their friends, or playing with their iPhone, or any of that. I was just humbled by the amount of discipline and joy with which these kids went about their daily chores. The people there also seemed genuinely grateful for things I mostly take for granted - a bed, a meal, the opportunity to attend school, the hope of a future, a stable government, their health, etc. They thank God for things I'm not used to thanking God for - a good harvest, the wind and rain, protection from fire, or simply the fact that their village isn't in danger of being attacked by rebels and other stuff that I've never stopped to give God credit for. The drive and determination the children show in their studies is also extremely inspiring. Because there isn't "state-sponsored" education there (even elementary kids have to pay fees to attend school), those children who are able to attend school see it as a privilege and an opportunity to learn and create opportunities for their future.
Bottom line: It was an incredible experience! I was fascinated by both their history and their culture. I enjoyed building connections and relationships with the people there. Even with the extreme conditions, I would do it all over again in order to gain their perspective on God and on life. I plan on remaining involved with the people in Sierra Leone through the work being done by Children of the Nations. I definitely encourage anyone with interest to go experience it as well! It will shake things up in your world and force you to find purpose in what you're doing with your time, energy, talents, abilities, and resources. It will also help you clear the air with God and work towards having a more genuine and authentic faith. All that makes it worth it, doesn't it?