Random thoughts at random intervals. Nothing too important or too brilliant, just the things that strike me or inspire me. Just updates on my life and thoughts on all my travels.
8.11.2005
Mexico
This is a post about a girl who went to Mexico City with a mission team from her Church. The trip down was ok, she was sick and had a stuffed up nose, so that made flying not fun. When she got to Mexico she was astonished by the poverty and colors and the people. There were so many of them! The first couple of days went slowly for her, the team was setting up for the VBS and getting to know the people at the church. On Monday VBS started in earnest and she met her group of kids. They were a great group of kids. Each of the kids on the team said that their group was the best and the crazy. But this girl's group was the Craziest group. Their team name was Los Tucanes. The entire team was made up of boys and maybe at most two girls. After VBS was over in the afternoon they would walk about three blocks to the neighborhood park. She really enjoyed the park, especially the Rapido courts. The Days were pretty much the same VBS and then Park. The nights she and another girl in the group would go out with their host family. They went all over, and saw alot of the culture and life in Mexico. Thursday was alittle different. The church was sponsering a soccer tournament so the entire team ran straight to the park after VBS, the girls sat and watched and Cheered and some of the guys on the team played. As the week went by the girl could see God working in the kids at VBS and at the Park, God was challenging her and her friends to become closer and stronger as Christians. She could also feel God working in her heart and life. I was that girl. Some people come back from a missions team and have amazing stories about how God was with the team and they converted a whole bunch of people. But I can't say that, I can say that we had a great time that we really bonded with the kids. God was with us that week, he protected us and helped us deal with the obsticles that were placed in our way. I can say that I am not the same girl that went down. I miss the kids, I love the city and God willing I will go back next year.
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