It’s been a very strange night to say the least. Between some friends drama and and some spiritually weird stuff going on in my heart I am unable to sleep. So I figured why not wrap up the trip tonight now that I’m home. Now that I’ve had a whole 4 hour plane ride to pray and meditate on what has happened this week I thought we could have some closure on this week.
To be blunt Mexico City was not my favorite city by far. It’s much too big for a country boy like me, it’s dirty, and I’d much rather have Don Juan’s then that “authentic” mexican food. But I love Mexico City. I have seen the pain and the oppression in this place, I also know that God has heard their cry. Even though I was only there for a few days I have seen God in the darkness and I’ve heard stories from several people that tell of revival breaking out all over Mexico. Don’t get me wrong, Mexico City still has a long way to go, but God is liberating that place.
When we first arrived in Mexico City Mike told us not to have any expectations, but to be open to what God does this week. This makes sense after the fact because its obvious now that every one in that group was brought there for a different reason. I can’t speak for everyone else, but I know that this is a preparation for my mission trip I’ll be leaving for later this year.
Probably the most powerful day in the whole week was the first day while we were in Tepito. God has instilled a strong sense of justrice in my heart, so when I see oppression or darkness It breaks my heart. And there was no shortage of oppression and darkness in Tepito. While we were out talking to people and handing out tracks I was amazed out how many people were hungry for the Lord. I would even go as far as to say that people could pull us out of a crowd and know that we follow Christ. In fact that was a reoccuring thing all week. Not only could people in Tepito tell that we were Christrians by looking at us but the next day another Mexican Christian appraoched us and started talking to us. He said that he could tell we were Christians by the way we carried oursleves and our “nobility”. This is definently what Jesus was talking about when He said be the light unto the world. Also I was taught an envaluable lesson. Very soon I will be out on the mission field, and as much as I want to take that work for myself if I don’t give it to God I will eventually burn out. Which is exactly what happened yesterday.
But the most prominent impact that this trip has had on me is after seeing the work there is to be done in such a small area, I now have a much stronger resolve to open myself up for the healing of the world. I still don’t know what lies ahead for me during or after The World Race, but I refuse to stand by while the world continues to rot and Jesus has given me the power to heal it in His name. And as long as I am on this Earth I will continue to be a light in the darkness.
