Coming Home

It never ends... this whole body stickiness that covers us from head to toe. And red dust loves sweaty humans. Not complaining, so much as sharing... :)

I can't even begin to pour out all that's on our hearts right now. Since I last posted SO much has happened. SOOOO much.

The house? It's finished. It's a lovely neon blue with white trim (her choice) - looks like a greek restaurant to me - as is the extra room we built for her son. And the shower houe. And the outhouse. We loaded that home up with as much love and material things as we could possibly manage. Thanks to all of your generous donations, we were able to bless them with extras; like 3 beds, bedding, propane cooktop, electricity, 3 windows, water, groceries ...

It was an emotional dedication service. We had an interpretter, but even so Larry's speech was loud, slow and in easy-English. Carmen presented them with a Spanish Bible and Childrens' story books, encouraging them to learn more about God and to teach their children. I gave them two photo albums (one filled with images I had taken of their family, and the other one filled with photos of us building their home.) I opened their family album and showed them what was in it and said, "You have a beautiful family. May you find happiness in your new home." When she saw the photo of herself she started to cry, and then so did I. So I stopped talking and gave her a hug.

The interpretter then preached a little (2 minutes) and invited the homeowner's family to accept Jesus into their hearts. TWO OF THEM DID!
Angels were partying in heaven.


Carmen has such a heart for missions - it is inspiring just to be in her company. After the dedication, we were spent. Totally wiped. And if hadn't been for her enthusiastic, bubbly, joy-running-over desire to share the gospel in skit and song to the kids, I think we woulda packed it up for the day. IT WAS THE BEST DAY EVER for our teens connecting with the neighbour kids. Real heart-to-heart eyeball to eyeball connections were made. Again, I stood behind my camera crying. It was so awesome to witness. Parents, if you're reading this - your teens have Jesus in their hearts and His love oozed out of them all over the place. I've got pictures to prove it. About 2000 of them.

Every evening I download them in the centre cabana and we sit around my laptop and reminise about the day. After that we have devotions. Our kids? Sing like angels. In harmony. Wish I could tape them for you.

Unfortunately the only thing that has been taped down here is my snoring. The girls couldn't believe how loud I am, and taped me. I'll be quitting Murrayville Church and going into hiding after we come back. You have no idea how utterly and completely mortified I am.

Enough about me.

We have some sick kids down here. South Langley got hit harder than we did, but if you have a child that has a tricky stomach, or can't handle the heat, or doesn't like sleeping 8 hours - chances are they've been affected. We had two in the hospital last night getting rehydrated, one has a sprained ankle, and I think most of us have had at least one physical thing (head cold, the runs, etc) since arriving. But it's all good. Don't worry. Just pray.

While I'm internetting in a computer store surrounded by spanish speaking Mexican men, our kids and other leaders are across the street at an open air market spending the last of their money buying souveniers. We'll head to the beach after that and then? Then we're coming home!

We're leaving at 8 pm tonight (8 hours earlier than planned) SO we may be back in Canda by noon. (It all depends on our crossing from Mexico into the US. Apparently we could be sitting there for up to 4 hours. (Please pray that we have a smooth crossing.)

Please pass along the word that we may be home by noon. We'll make cell phone calls to confirm our arrival time when we're in Washington State.

Please pray for those in the hospital, they they would be able to be released this afternoon, so we can depart as scheduled.
Please pray for no more vehicle breakdowns.
Please pray for us as we head to the beach this afternoon...
Please pray for our health.
Please pray for our drivers - for alertness, caution and wisdom. (Have you driven on a Mexican highway? Sheldon, our mini bus driver is 20 years old.)

There are so many stories. I'll collect them from the kids and post them after we get back.

Thanks for joining us on this journey through prayer. You are so important to us and we love you.

See you Sunday,

Jane