We are headed to Mexico this morning! We fly into San Diego and then drive down to the town we’ll be staying in (It’s called Chorrero? I think!? It doesn’t show up on the map!!!! That’s hard for this geography lover! Anyway…) which is about 4 hours south of Ensenada. I am excited to see what God has in store for us as a family, a team, and for the people we get to meet. I love Mexico, cha cha cha , whether it be for escape or ministry, I love the people I meet there each trip. I love the language, tambien! I am really excited on this trip, however, to watch Em’s eyes and heart be opened to God’s love of people outside our bubble. So, por favor, your prayers for our time this week.
As I was telling people the date of our return, it just kept sticking in my head. We come home on August 2nd. August 2nd?! Why was that significant? Was it someones birthday? I just couldn’t figure out why August 2nd kept staying with me…yes, it’s my paternal grandfather’s birthday, but he passed away in 1987, so I haven’t really thought about it as such in a while…and then it slapped me upside the head the other day…and every emotion, every detail of the event, and each one following…it was the day we took Noah to the hospital for the rest of his life. And here we are, two years later, without him physically, building a house in his memory. His memory! #$%^&* I added my ‘cuss’ line there because I really do wish that he could be there with us, eating dirt, playing with other kids in the orphanage, sweating and taking naps in my arms, playing with his big sis. And as fun as that sounds, I know he’s doing that to the umpteenth degree in Heaven, and time is different, and it’s only my heart that longs for him…but it doesn’t change the fact that my heart always wanted to take ALL my kids on mission trips…PHYSICALLY! August 2nd changed my life forever, period. 2 years later, I hope it will change other’s lives, as well…
Boobie business: We have a dinner winner! Marcie Seery from Arizona is officially the 1st new member of Noah for Knockers! I am so excited to meet her and walk with her for a cure! She’s even trying to recruit one of her friends in Brooklyn! And, I have a couple potential walkers, trying to figure out if they can swing it…Hopefully Marcy will post soon (hint…) about why she’s walking this year!
Keep the list coming! Friday Dana and I did a half-marathon walk. It took us 3.5 hours. It was a long morning. Some hot spots on my feet, feeling at 36 what I should probably feel at 92 in my body, was so sleepy could have slept for hours when I got home, but, BUT, it was such a great time to walk and talk with my sis, to brainstorm, and to pray.
I’m not sure how much access I’ll have to the Internet in Mexico, but I’ll be praying down there, too. Please keep the list growing…and thank you for the names thus far. And, I’m sorry to all of you, whose names represent people you have lost. I am so sorry.