We are back in Texas! WAHOO! Unfortunately though we will not be home until tomorrow evening. We are at the church in McAllen for the night. You may be thinking you missed an email, but you didn't. I was too tired last night to write. With that said, let me tell you why.
We got up yesterday morning and left for the church as usual. We had the eye clinic until about 10:30 and then we started packing up. We had a few more people slip in as we were packing up, so we took care of them too. We got everything packed and then loaded up in 3 vans to head for the beach. We arrived at the beach around 12:30 and ate sandwiches that the ladies of the church had made before we left.
The water last year was nasty and no one got in it, so we expected the same this year. Wow! It was quite the opposite. The water was clear and amazing! I couldn't resist getting in, so I did! In my clothes, just the way I was. And it was so worth it! We played in the waves for about an hour, it was so great I can't express it.
Somewhere in the middle of all the fun, we held baptism. What an amazing sight! Its always great to see people being baptize, but on a beautiful sunny day at the ocean its fairly impressive. The baptismal in the church is created by mans hands, but the oceans in all their glory were fashioned directly by Gods hands. It is not something that I will soon forget!
Saturday July, 11 2009
To continue the story from yesterday, since I fell asleep writing it. After we left the beach we returned to the hotel to clean up and change and go shopping. We arrived at a local market in Tampico around 7. We spent about 2 hours walking around, shopping and eating food. I didn't see or find anything too spectacular but enjoyed the sights and sounds very much. On the square they had a band playing Spanish music. People were dancing around with each other. It was beautiful!
We woke up Friday morning and met for breakfast at a local restaurant. They had the most amazing pancakes I have ever had! After breakfast we loaded up in the van for the long trek home. The ride home was mostly uneventful. We stopped in Victoria to let brother Sammy out. He had left his truck there on the way down. His wife was coming to meet him and they were going on another mission trip.
We got a little lost, no, let's just say we took the 30 minute scenic route detour to the border. We did make it to the border though and had no problems aside from a very cute German shepherd finding some drugs in our trailer. Fortunately they had been planted by the police for training purposes. It did make things slightly more exciting though.
We went to the church in McAllen to unload our overnight luggage then excitedly drove to Golden Corral! I'm a huge Golden Corral fan to begin with, but after a week of eating beans and tortillas I was very excited. Salad and baked potato was exactly what I needed. We did a little shopping at Walmart before we headed back to the church for the night.
We left the church around 7:30 this morning and should be back in the big B around 6:00. I am very sad for the week to be over. At the same time I am very glad to be going home. I miss Eddie and my sweet fur babies.
I experienced some really amazing things this week. I saw our Lord work through the young and the old, through our team and the people of Mata Redonda. The one thing I think that touched me the most on this trip was the girl we almost left behind, Kristy. It was decided not to wait any longer for her the morning we left, but her parents ended up bringing her to meet us in McKinney. It was quite obvious she was uncomfortable and did not want to be here. She had recently accepted Jesus as her savior. Her parents are catholic, so this was all very new to her. A mission trip is exhausting and stressful for a "seasoned" Christian, but it really seemed like too much for her. You may remember that the first day of the eye clinic she was my translator. We really clicked and worked well together. Randy stole her the next day and I never got her back. Randy was examining the children and she really liked working with them. As the week went on you could see her open up. She ended up being baptized in the ocean with the Mexican people. After we left the beach we went back to the church to get the trailer and say our goodbyes. Kristy was crying, this is the moment I knew she would never be the same. Watching God transform this beautiful girl all week was worth all the work and money that went into this trip.
The events of this week bring me back to thinking about living the life of your dreams. it reminds me of a Switchfoot song. The lyrics say "Don't close your eyes. This is your life are you who you wanna be? This is your life is it everything you dreamed that it would be? When the world was younger and you had everything to loose". We have so many excuses to put off living the life of our dreams. When we are young we think we should wait till we are older, when you are established and have more money. When you get older you have a family, job, mortgage, obviously not a good time. Then you get even older and use the excuse that you have missed your time. You are never too young or too old to follow Gods calling. Nor are you ever too rich or too poor. When we are called to do something we are only expected to be obedient. It is not necessary to have all the details. When do dreams come? When you are completely surrendered to sleep. It doesn't require knowledge, hard work, planning, money or any special talents. All you have to do is let go. Can you let go and surrender, completely, to the God that gave you life? To the God that dreams for you?
For His Purpose,
Heather
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