Daughter of the King
See what great love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God! And that is what we are!
So yeah, I am here in Mexico! Sorry I never posted earlier, I didn't have internet until yesterday. Today is my 6th day of being here. And may I just say, I have never sweat so much in my entire life. The first few days were the worst, but it’s actually starting to cool off a bit in the evenings. I mean, it’s still in the thirties, but 30 degrees feels actually quite nice compared to 42. It is quite difficult to be in a place where you can’t understand anyone, and no one can understand you. Where everything is in spanish. From signs, to menu’s to communication, I can’t understand anything. Well, I can understand a tiny bit, but it’s really nothing. Yesterday we went to Fatima, the place where Brian and Clarissa had been for a few years helping with the food program. Well, when we went there, they were having an independence day party/fundraiser for their church. So I got to take part in that a little bit. It was quite interesting. I ordered food by myself, twice! And both times I had some guy beside me laughing at me as I am trying to explain what I want with my hand motions and very little spanish. The first time I actually ended up stealing the food, b/c I didn’t realize you had to pay for it. I thought it was all by donation. Woops! Clarissa said they were very forgiving, so it was okay. I still felt embarrassed though. But whatever! You live and learn. Actually I kind of like messing up, b/c then I have stories to tell. Oh and I tried this soup that had cow intestines in it. The intestines weren't that bad, it's just hard to get past the fact that they are intestines.
Last Thursday was a really good day for me. I had the chance to go visit Agua y Mas. Maggie (the one in charge) is absolutely wonderful! What she does is teach the kids English, feeds them a snack, and tells about the love of God for them. They also do some dancing. It actually looked like so much fun, next time I am going to join in. And they even danced to songs that I knew, but they were just in Spanish. One of the songs was Take It All. Also I had the chance to pray for some of the kids. What happened was, the volunteers would walk around the room and pray for whichever kid they felt led. There was about 7 us walking around. It was so good! It was quite cool to pray for them in English (I know no Spanish, and they know no English). I know that they couldn’t understand me, but I know God still could. This place is slowly starting to feel more like home. It will still take a while though. Last Wednesday (Our 2nd Day here) was my homesick day. What I missed most though was the places where I met God at home. Well, to be honest I still miss them, it’s just getting a bit better. I miss riding my dirt bike (well Tyson's) in the backyard, where I would sing and pray to God. I miss my bedroom, where I spent time in prayer and in God’s word. I miss my church. I miss my friends. But I can be sure God is just as alive here as he was at home and he is exactly the same. I guess God was just showing me that I don’t need a mission trip or need to be doing something crazy like this in order to get close to him. All I need is him. And honestly I missed him like crazy, I missed spending time where I could literally just be alone with him. The next day after my homesick day, or was it the same day, I can’t remember. Anyways, a few of us went to the beach in the evening. And I kind of went off by myself, and stood at the ocean's shore. I asked God to give me a picture, and he did. I got a picture of me from God's view. He was in heaven on his gold throne, there were some clouds, which his throne was seated on. I never actually could see God's face. I just kind of saw the back of him, and he was looking down at me. I was on the beach by myself. I was quite tiny, and the beach and ocean were quite big. But not too big that you couldn't see me. Anyways, what happened was, God reached all the way down from his throne to stroke my head, and hold it in his hands. He told me that he's got me, and that he is always here for me. Oh how he loves me :) Also (still at the beach) I started to pray out loud for lots of you guys back home. I love you guys so much! I could of gone on forever, there is so many people I could pray for. It is such a joy to pray for people, and I find it really takes the attention off of me. Whenever I am feeling self obsessed I make myself pray for people other than me, and then I just find this love growing inside me. Praying for others is awesome, he'll show you pieces of his love for them, which makes you love them more as well. And now I am sitting in my room, typing these things up. We’ll see what else will happen to me. I’m hoping to have some good stories when I come back. Talk to you again! Oh, and in a few hours I am heading to a Spanish Church! Should be a blast! Oh, and also I should upload a few pictures of the house we are staying in. It is pretty amazing, except that there is no air conditioning.
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Gerry Giesbrecht
9/23/2013 10:04:22 pm
Thanks for updating us! And you take sweet photos!
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