We are less than two weeks away from heading home, it’s bittersweet. I think we are both equally as much excited to head as home as much as we will miss it here. Our first few weeks here in Mexico we felt pretty eager to get involved with all of the ministries in the area that were helping the families living in the dump, the orphanage, the prison, etc. We kind of felt the pressure of getting our hands dirty really quickly so that we weren’t ‘wasting our time’ out here after making, what was for us, a big decision to come here. But there was an overwhelming feeling of needing to be patient, ministries not getting back to us, or plans falling through it was kind of discouraging and we were wondering why it felt like God was keeping us from doing stuff here.
More relationships keep developing and David’s ability to communicate in Spanish with these people has been really amazing. Once again, God knew best… Classic God. Because even though in the past few months we have had the chance to visit a woman in prison, see the families living in the dump, and go to the orphanage (which have all been really wonderful & challenging experiences!) We’ve mostly been learning the importance of slowing down and being available to the people and community around us in the everyday situations. All of the connections we’ve made happened while doing ordinary things because we had the free time on our hands.
I’ve been learning here that you don’t have do grand things to make an impact. To think that something has to make a big change in the world for it to be worth giving our time to isn’t true. It can feel daunting how much needs to be done in different parts of the world and if we wait until we can solve those problems we’ll likely never do it.
If making an impact in just one families life doesn’t feel like enough for us to make the shift and uproot our own comfortable lives for it is somewhat of an arrogant position that we take. Something has convinced us that our own happiness, wealth, and comfort is more important than someone else’s. If the most valuable thing to me is to glorify God the best I can and if Jesus said “you shall love the Lord your God with all your heart… You shall love your neighbour as yourself. There is no other commandment greater than these.” then my position needs to change and I need to develop a heart of deep compassion for people. I need to learn to love them the way I do myself when the truth is that obviously I care with all my heart that my kids aren’t hungry, that they get treated when they’re sick, and that they don’t have to stand in highway traffic and juggle to make money for our family.
We have never necessarily felt like we lived far beyond our means, we’ve lived month to month for the majority of our marriage (#artistlife) but after coming down here we quickly realized what wealth we have just by the fact that our basic needs are taken care of, that our kids have multiple pairs of shoes and have never missed a meal. It’s been really cool here to see how easily someone like us has been able to help people with their needs, provide work, and invest in relationships with them that can be very impactful (on both sides).
When you decide to move to do missions work you kind of imagine changing a community, solving problems, “making an impact”. But we were reminded that we are a very small part of a very large body and each single cell of that body matters. God may ask us to commit our entire lives to reaching very few people and those people are worth that sacrifice. Whether it’s overseas or at home creating the time to invest in people is possibly the most important. I’m hoping and praying that I can learn to slow down at home and stop being so busy, that I can break my tendency to fill every day with tasks to make room for the interruptions that a life committed to Jesus consists of.
“Loving people the way Jesus did, means living a life of constant interruptions.” – Bob Goff