I am home from Tijuana, and so thankful for your prayers!! In the next few blogs, I want
to share some things I experienced in TJ.
I was excited in the weeks leading up to our mission trip
and full of anticipation the day we drove the length of California, but I can’t
fully explain how I felt as I crossed the border and found myself on
Mexican soil.
This is my first time really in Mexico, but it feels like home. It sounds strange, but being in the nations
feels more at home than anywhere else (sorry Mom and Dad). Everything felt right when I crossed the
border. The US was only miles away, yet
everything was different.
restaurants on the side of the road. The
sound of a different language filling the streets. The new faces. The smells and noises. The people selling things in the streets. The unknowns of transportation.
Just walking around, I find my heart happy and my spirit
alive. I almost forgot how alive I feel
in the nations. Or perhaps I was not
fully aware of that fact, until I found myself here again. I want to talk to and hug every person I walk by. Even the border patrol, but their big guns and stern faces are intimidating,
so I offer my smile.
Being on a mission trip takes me back to my time on the
race. I know this is strange, but it makes me
really, really happy and I’m even thanking God: That I can’t flush the toilet paper. That my headlamp resides in my purse along with some
emergency toilet paper. That I’m sharing a room and bathroom with 80 other
women. That all of my things sleep on a bare mattress with me. That I have to wash my feet every night before I go to bed. I can’t say I’m thrilled about the cold showers,
but it’s been way to long since I’ve had one. It’s good to be in touch with the majority of the world.
I haven’t felt so at home in a long time. I think I was made for this. Tonight, I’m thanking God for allowing me to come here!
God Reigns in Tijuana!
