Naco Mission Trip Day 5

Well our final day in Naco is coming to a close. There is so much to share and so much to praise God for. No words can express exactly what God has done on this trip. Our hearts have been moved in such a way, that we will never be the same. God has answered so many prayers, big and small. He is so faithful to us. God is able to do more then we could imagine or hope for.

The devil had tried many ways to discourage us from coming. We were told by so many people to not come to Naco. 'It's too dangerous' and 'There is so much violence there!' All of us were told these things. In the airport, a random lady told us that we were crazy for coming to Arizona. To alleviate the fears, the most dangerous thing we've come into contact with was probably a couple of jalapenos from Tim's garden. There was no violence, riots, gang wars, or even grumpy stares. We've been treated like family from everyone we've met. Even the border guards have been fun.

I don't say this to make people think there is nothing going on around the Mexico border. The El Paso border is rather violent currently. Be in prayer for the area. That is hundreds of miles away from here. Even eating in Mexico twice, it has been a wonderful experience.

I write that to say this: if we had not come. If we had not counted the cost, and came on faith anyway, despite fears, this week would never of happened. If this week had not happened we never would have made such wonderful friends. We would not have had some of the most intimate worship times in my memory. If we had not come, we never would have been blessed by these people. If we had not come, the children of the villages would not have come together to play. If we had not come, they the children would not have come. And if those children had not come, EIGHT WOULD NOT HAVE BEEN SAVED. Eight children, now are part of the family of God. Eight children came to play soccer and toss a frisbee, now eight children will forever be with God.

What is that worth? How 'dangerous' is too dangerous when it comes to the souls of the lost? Blessedly, we did not have to struggle with those worries this trip. Yet it is the question all Christians must deal with. I love the comfort of my own home and life. It's safe. Yet God's command to go and make disciples must override my desire to be comfortable. If you find yourself reading this blog, would you be willing to go if you felt God leading you out of your comfort zone? I pray you would would desire to see all people come to know the One who loved us enough to die. I pray, I would love Him enough to die to myself.

Thank you for your prayers. Know that God has been so faithful.