Loving All God's Children

La Manga at sunset

Abandon homes, towns, and dreams; is the any hope left? I’m sure the children of Israel felt that way when they past by the ruins of Jerusalem and the countryside. But God made a promise to them through the prophets that He would restore them, and God was faithful. Today, many places that were once barren in Israel are now blooming with prosperity, but many of their hearts remain unchanged. Yet, that too will change as the prophets and the sons of God bring forth His Truth and Love to that once again. 

The little town of La Manga and the Nation of Mexico are no different. I have past many empty homes and even another section of town called La Manga II, with over a hundred homes and only a couple are still lived in. But it too will bloom and flourish once again, bringing forth fruit and a harvest of souls for the Kingdom of God. A prophet now walks the streets and shore of La Manga, declaring the heart of the Father, who wants to see his children happy, free and restored.

There are probably many people, who still wonder why I’m here in La Manga, and I’m not even sure what has even been said about me, but that’s not really important. The fact is, this is where God wants me and that’s more important. Whether I speak Spanish or not I love them, and God’s Light and love and grace is coming forth. Angelic forces are at work here preparing the way and the hearts of men for the visitation of the Heavenly Father.

The other day I even went an anointed the community well with oil, and prophesied that it would never run dry and that it would over flow with water as a picture or expression of God’s abundant love.

Yet, one morning I woke up feeling very alone. Even though everyday something new happens in this wild adventure. But, the process of waiting on God it can be challenging and lonely feeling at times. The most difficult part for me so far is the ability to really connect with the heart of the people here, and the language barrier doesn’t help. That’s when I to go to my closest Friend and talk to Him as I often do everyday. The Lord is my strength, comfort and most of all, my companion. When I look to Him I find my loneliness disappears. Then I can go on and face this new world that I have sometimes wanted to run away from. Now they too can see His love through me. Delia works a lot and is gone so much that she is not the help I thought she might be when I first got here, and yet this is nothing new to God. Neither does she have a child that I once thought, because Juan said this niece was his sister, but he has four sisters, and only three are married.

Two very wonderful people, and Juan loves to raise roosters

I would like to know more of what the people think and feel. Juan, Manuela and Manuel are very special. They have accepted me into their home and as their friend, and I have at least one meal with them each day. I love and respect them very much. There are also cultural differences too and I respect them also. Yet I would like to know what their hopes, dreams, or even what some of their expectations are. I would like to be able to tell them how much God really loves them and how much He wants to fill their needs and desires. However, all I can do is trust God and take it one day at a time.

In the meantime, we got some rain yesterday and the children loved playing in it. It helped freshen the air and keep the dust down, and it look like we were going to get more rain during that night. But when it came so do the wind and it woke me up. It rocked my van so hard that is was impossible to sleep, so I finally got up and faced the van into the wind. As I did, I noticed that very large waves were coming in as the headlights shined on the white crashing foam of the waves. It was now after 1:30 and I began to pray the God would protect the people, their windmills and their boats, and to wake then up to move the boats off the beach.

The next morning, I saw that all the boats had been moved. Juan said he woke up about 2am, and woke others up to move their boats by tying ropes to their trucks and pulling them to higher ground. I thanked God and there was also no damage I to anything in town that I could see.

Later that day I was told by Juan, that the government had passed a law that goes into effect in two months. It states that no adult can laugh; if they are seen by the police they will be warn once, the next time they will be arrested, put in jail with the possibly losing their possessions. Children were also expected to obey it as well. Delia and another man confirmed the same report. But, I’m trying to get more information on this. It just seems too ridiculous. Whether this rumor is true or not, this country still needs the sons of God to rise up and overturn laws that bind peoples freedom and maybe even pray that the President is baptized in the Spirit of Laughter. Wouldn’t that be something to see? God wants His children to laugh and even named Abraham’s son Isaac, which means laughter.

Selling fresh fish to friends

Couple days later this possible law, gave me an opportunity to sit down and talk with Juan, Manuela, and another young man. I told them God wanted his children to laugh and so I had them get their Spanish Bible and read the first part of Gen. 21 about the birth of Isaac and what Sarah said about laughing. Then I had them turn to Gen. 12 and read the promise God gave to Abraham, and blessing for those who blessed him. I also told them, because they have blessed me, God is going to bless them too and He also wants to make this same Promise to them and this community.

Then Manuela said, that Antonio has no interest is God, just work and money. I told them that it does not matter what he thinks now, because God will change his heart just as He will change many others in La Manga. The Lord will open their eyes, ears, mind and heart to receive Him and they will want to know Him and the Heavenly Father better, in order to be use by Him to change the heart of Mexico. I also told Juan, He would be and is a great man in the eyes of God, and his whole family will be greatly blessed. I’m not sure if they fully understood everything that I said, but it needed to be spoken anyway. This was very exciting for me to get to share God’s love and His Word with them, and a most rewarding day so far. I believe there will be still much more to come. In fact, one time when I was in the little Catholic Church, I felt like God was telling me that He was going to fill it. Now that would be something to see.

Eating fresh clams

 Several times I have helped an old fisherman with some very old fishing nets; to salvage parts of them. Manuel and a friend and others would also help; many hands made the work go quicker even though it still took hours each time. The old man was very appreciative of our help too.

People love to meet at the little store at sunset

One time there was a little girl who was sitting in the dirt and crying. I didn’t know why she was crying, and there was no other adult around and so I just knelt down beside her and gently rubbed her back to console and comfort her. When she stopped crying, she continued to play with her two empty coke bottles and filling them with dirt. I kissed her on the top of her head and then walked away. Another day there was another little girl who likes me and I picked her up and sat her on my lap and sang, Jesus Loves Me, in Spanish. It’s the only Spanish song I learned as a child. She really enjoyed that, and then I gave her a big squeeze from God. Now I have two beautiful girls who like to be around and sit next to me, plus share their food with me. One even sat and leaned on my side one day and she drew a picture, with pen and paper of the two of us sitting in my van. It was very good for her age. I love the children and they accept me like a grandfather. It reminded me of when Jesus laid His hands on the children and blessed them and said for such is the kingdom of God.

There is also this very poor couple that I have also helped. I see them nearly every day as they bring in aluminum cans and scrape metal to sell and by food from the little market. They both appear to be in their early thirties, but the one thing that strikes me the most about them is that they are always together even when looking for stuff. They also has a unique way of flatten their cans they collect; they spreads them on dirt road in front of their house and lets the cars run over them. Now if only life’s problems could be that simple to solve. Yet, I have found it very easy to love God’s people here.

A final note: I talked with another Mexican who spoke better English and reads the newspaper almost everyday.  He said he has read nothing in the paper on any such laws of no laughter; and that is good news to know. Also in next week article I will tell you about some other very nice people I have met this past week.

Living by Faith

A Father's vision

One morning I was playing with three young boys, because they don’t want to go to school. Since they don’t go, they often help the men with fishing and cleaning them to earn money so they can buy snacks at the little store. After a while one of the boy asked me if I would like some water and I said, sure. However, as I followed him, he led me to the community water tank which wholes about 10 gallons of water. It sits on a counter behind the store where the people often gather to watch TV. I had seen it there before, but had never drunk water from it. It has a single cup tied to a string and is fastened to the lid of the container. I didn’t hesitate and drank from the same cup that everyone else did.

The men and the children often share their snacks and/or drinks from the same bottle with each other, including with me. I am their friend and I also share my food and snacks with them. However, watching them cleaning the fish with bare hands and flies all around, takes my faith to another level. Yet this is just all a part of life to them. I wonder whose really living by more faith.

Today it was mostly cloudy, which was nice for a change from the hot days we have been having and we even got a few sprinkles of rain. There was also a beautiful sunrise that I showed in my last article along with the unique cloud over the town (the photograph doesn’t show all that I saw). However, I believe it was a sign from God. I felt He wanted me to see this while I was in the ocean talking with Him, that things were changing in the spiritual realm regarding La Manga and this kingdom of Mexico.

I don’t usually eat breakfast with Juan and Manuela, however, this morning she had prepared a “ham” burger from the sliced ham I gave them. It seems that God has multiplied it as often as we have enjoyed it. Anyway, along with the sliced cooked ham there was fresh lettuce, tomatoes, avocado and some slice jalapeño flavored American cheese I gave them, all on a large fresh baked bun. I couldn’t say no to that, and it was great! I am very grateful for them inviting me into their family and being their friend. I love the very much and want to help them in any way I can. 

Men work on Juan's father's old truck

Most people eat quit well, and Juan often invites other friends to eat with us. They also seem to be happy and content, but it hard for me to really say what they think and feel at this time. They have cell-phones and some families have 12-volt TV, to watch how other parts of the world live. This seem to be one of their main forms of entertainment other than talking with friend or each other. Yet they are content, yet I have never seen people living in houses like some people I’ve seen here. As I mentioned before, their drinking water is brought in and the water for cleaning comes from small wells with windmills to pump the water into storage tanks, but they only supple a few of the houses and some days there is not even enough water in the ground and so they may have to wait a day for it to rise up enough. The children have very few toys if any so they learn to play and get along with one another and the adults. And that I think is better over all.

Children at preschool

One day, I gave one of my Spanish books to an American transient who lives in his car and is trying to learn to speak Spanish while traveling around Mexico. We jot into a discussion about God and the Bible, which he didn’t believe in. I told him, I know the Truth and I speak to God every day and He speaks to me. But to him that was just my opinion. However, I prayed for him and I told him some he would feel differently about that. While we talked the rich man that I had met, a couple days earlier, was sitting in our conversation. After the American left, we got to talk some more. His offer still stood and so did my desires. But I did learn the he was a doctor (anesthesiologist) for thirty-two years. Before I leave I hope He get to see the work of the Great Physician, but either way I leave him in God hands.

Some of the homes

Juan’s whole family makes seven of the homes in La Manga. He has four sisters and had one young brother who died in a fishing accident last year and his brother’s wife also died of cancer at the age of 22 leave their only son to be raise by others in the family. Family is important in Mexico, and I believe this one is going to be used to build the Family of God. Jesus used fishermen to change the Nation of Israel, and I believing He will use Juan’s family of fishermen to help change Mexico.

One day Antonio, asked me for my writing tablet, so I gave it to him, he wrote down is name and address along with his email and face book address. That was a real surprise to me, I learn he is the only family with a computer and they have four laptops, and he wants read by blog and for me to write him, then it can all be translated into Spanish. Wow, that’s awesome.

Later that day, some Spanish tourist from Texas came by and asked Juan if he would take them all out for a joy ride in the ocean and they would pay him. I briefly met them and told them who I was and what I was doing in Mexico and they appreciated my mission. I helped Juan get the boat in the water along with some of the other men. As I pushed them out the tourist wanted me to join them, so all thirteen of us when for a joy ride, including a little baby. It was really fun, and the baby never cried. The ocean had large swells that made for a really exciting ride as we plowed through them getting socked in the process.

This adventure with God just keeps getting better every day. I made a point to touch and bless most of them before they left, and they where glad I came along, and I thanked them. Then the next day, I got as opportunity to help Delia build a wall on the side to her humble little home. I enjoyed have more time with her, yet there is so much more I want to tell her about God’s love for her and her family and community, but it will have to be another day.  In the meantime I’m trusting God’s timing.

Now back to faith, at night I usually sleep with my windows down and my side door open, because of the heat, but it is getting cooler. My doors are usually unlocked day and night, even when I go swimming. Last night, I even slept in a different area away from the houses and barking dogs and I slept fine as I trust God’s protecting hand and the people he has lead me to love. But the greatest step of faith may be when I leave here. I may not get to see the miracles I hoped for or the changes in people’s lives, but I know it will happen, just as He did with me.

Inside the little church

I was not called to be a church planter or an apostle, but a prophet. So I will speak the words God has for me for La Manga, Mexico and the people I meet. Then move on to my next destination. Restoration comes in many ways and at different times, it not always for me to say how and when it will happen. But the Kingdom of God is being established and that’s what counts and God’s love is being demonstrated. Whether the people here will ever understand why an American came here, is not important. God knows why and that’s what counts. 

I know that someday soon, I will see miracles through my words and touch, and the fruit of my efforts. But the most important thing for now is for me to find contentment in just being with my Heavenly Father, and to trust in His timing as to how all this adventure works out.

Manuel's school

Speaking is signs from God. Yesterday when I passed Manuel school after I had a little talk with God in the empty church. God had me notice a small sign on the center of the school building wall. It said:

Three thousand miles away and God lead me here.

Again another beautiful sunset over the Pacific Ocean

Is there any doubt as to where I'm supposed to be? It a small world after all, and God is, in complete control. Amen!

Sunset on the hills of La Manga

Where The Pavement Ends a New Life Begins

The Hand of God is over La Manga

I watch the men launch off to fish this morning in two of the family boats. One of the boats had an air compressor for diving to get clams, lobsters and octopus. Then I went to the super store twenty miles away to get some new plastic lawn chairs for Juan’s family. They were what his family used to sit on, and they were very old, warn and broken. And the one they offered me was a metal chair, but the seat was not even attached, but it was still considered a chair for guest.

After getting the new chairs with arms, I had stopped at McDonalds to get on the Internet, but decided that God had somewhere else better for me. So by faith I stopped at one of the last resorts/hotel closest to La Manga. I explained to them what I was doing and asked for their help to post my articles and check my email once a week, and they graciously agreed. Now I had a very nice and cool place to work, looking out at the pool and ocean. God is so good!

The Playa Blanca, beach front condominiums and hotel

When I got back to Juan’s house I showed his wife the new chairs and she was very delighted and grateful. She then made me a ham and egg breakfast, because the others had already eaten while I was gone.  

That afternoon I took my first swim in the ocean to rinse the sweet off from the heat of the day. It felt so good, even though it was almost like bath water. Once in a while there might be a cooler spot in the water. Made me wonder why I had not done this sooner. I also had a great time just talking to God out in the water and thanking Him for giving me a heart for the poor.

After my swim, the men came back from their fishing trip. Juan asked for a couple small piece of lobster and the rest were put in cold storage to be sold at the market later. Before I knew what was happening Manuela had cooked the lobster and prepared them for me to eat with fresh squeezed limejuice. I was the only one to sit and eat them, I was being honored and I was very grateful. Then later I was offered a shower, which consisted of some water in a five-gallon bucket and a semi private area with no door. However, I still had my swimsuit on, so I poured the water over my head and rinsed the salt off my body and swimsuit. This also felt very good. Then I shared with Juan and his wife the photos of my trip on my laptop. They enjoyed that very much, especially when they saw their own family and town.

During the day, I watch the people and help whenever I can, and gave Hershey’s chocolate kisses to the little kids, but one kept coming back for more. Manuela never seems to stop working, it’s either sweeping, cleaning, cooking and washing dishes or clothes. Then she spreads the used water on the ground to keep the dust down and for cooling by evaporation. The men don’t help much with “women’s work.” When they’re not fishing, they are usually working on old motors, or repairing other broken things, or just talking to other men.

Men and boys cleaning fish from the nights catch

Juan’s family believes in God, as do most of the people here, and they have a picture of the Last Supper on the wall and a few other religious items hanging, but they don’t really know Him. And how much He really loves them or the awesome plans He has prepared for them. There is a small new Catholic Church, but no one goes there on Sunday. However, it’s open if someone wants to go in and pray, but there is no minister or priest who comes there. It just sits empty with a statue of Mary near the back wall and some candles to light around the base of it. One day when I was reading my Bible, Manuel was watching and I asked if He had a Spanish Bible and He said, “Yes.” But he doesn’t read it much.

I have asked God to reveal Himself to these people in such a way that it will change their life forever. After all, we are all saved by His love, grace and mercy. I could speak in perfect Spanish and not make any headway without the power and the presence of the Holy Spirit. I know that God will answer my prayers, because He has told me that He would honor my words.

Antonio busy at work cleaning fish

I have met many wonderful people, but unfortunitly I am not able to remember all their names. There is one in particular who I enjoy watching. His name is Antonio, he is very friendly, jolly and kind, man with a big heart, and I like him very much. I believe God has something very special planned for him.

Delia

However, my heart goes out the most for Delia, she works hard and long hours to help her family. She is also taking some night schooling in hopes of improving her future. But more important, I’m trusting God to show her how to rest at Jesus' feet, and that He will meet all her real needs. No one in her family drinks or smokes and they are very loving and respectful toward each another, yet they still need to know the One who really loves them. They are just as helpless without Him, as so many Americans are; money and possessions will never satisfy the true longing of their soul.  Neither are these beautiful people any harder to reach with the Gospel, if we'll just show them God’s love.

While I was out in the ocean, God reminded me that we are the Light of the world. And we are to let that light shine before others in such a way that they will see our deeds and praise God. It’s His job to do what’s necessary to change their heart, not me. I’m asking God for the River of Life to flow through this community, because this one woman, Delia, welcomed a stranger into her community with a message of God’s love and freedom.

This afternoon I asked Manuel and a friend to go out and play in the ocean with me and we all had fun. I pray that every generation here will be taken deeper into the ocean of the Father’s love. The children also walk with me on the beach, and others sometimes come and swim with me when I do.

Last night I sat around the store front, that Juan’s mother runs, there were about a dozen men, young and old and they talked and treated me as a friend even though I was an old American man who spoke very little Spanish. However, when I am introduced, I now go by the name of David (pronounced Dee-vid in Spanish), because my first name didn’t make sense to them. Juan also told me, there are about a hundred people in this little town, of which fifteen of them are from his family line. And they live in seven of the homes there.

After the men got back from fishing today, Antonio gave me five fresh clams, which I then gave to Manuela for all of us eat. Juan asked me to go fishing with him tonight. However, it’s been a long time since I’ve been in a boat and I thought it best for me to stay on dry land, I’m not ready to stretch my adventure that far yet, but I was grateful for the offer just the same.

Day Seven,

Early this morning the men got back from night fishing, and it went every well them. At sunrise about seven men, including two teenagers helped clean the fish. And they all share in the profit. Juan’s father pays the men and they pay the helpers and then the fish our then put in big ice boxes until they are taken to market. Again I was given lobster, but this time I asked Juan and his wife to have them, and they did at their breakfast about 10am. I had also give Manuela a large can of pears and they had them with their breakfast and I had some also. Every meal is served with beans and tortillas, regardless of the main dish. The tortillas are used as forks to scoop and eat with.

Everyday, I try to give something to someone, food, treats or my time and help. I want to pour out myself to these people, just as Jesus Christ did when he was here on earth. When Manuela went to open the can of pears, she started to use a knife, so I when and got my can opener and opened it. Now I know something else I can get her. It was a good morning and Juan and I thanked God for His generous blessing of fish. Everyday is a new adventure with God and His children, and I’m enjoying it every much.

Juan's father is wearing his everyday hat

Last night at the little store, which is a common gathering place, I met a rich man who owns several houses in the San Carlos and La Manga. He could speak some English, and after he learned why I was in Mexico he offered me a room and a bed in one of his nice homes, instead of being with the poor and we could talk more. I thanked him, but I wanted to stay where God wants me to be. How do you help some and not others is a challenge for me. There are many needs here and I just have to trust God in His infinite power to meet all there need, both physical and spiritual. The rich man was a very kind and we will probably meet again.

Today Manual stayed home from school with a sore throat and a fever. I laid hands on him, rebuked the fever and the enemy. That evening he was feeling much better and playing with the other kids. 

God's promise for a little town

I would like to share this quote from a little book. “Trust Me enough to let things happen without striving to predict or control them. Relax, and refresh yourself in the Light of My everlasting Love. My Love-light never dims, yet you are often unaware of My radiant Presence. When you project yourself into the future, rehearing what you will go or say, you are seeking to be self-sufficient: to be adequate without My help.  This is a subtle sin—so common that it usually slips by unnoticed.” (Jesus Calling, by Sarah Young)

Those words for September 10^th are what I have been reminding myself each day since I’ve been here in La Manga. My plan is just to stay in the God’s presence, love His people and let Him do what He wants when the time is right. And then the people will come to know the awesome power and love of the Heavenly Father.  

A new day and a new beginning for the town of La Manga

Welcome to Mexico

This is San Carlos

 What a difference a day makes. The first day trying to get across the border was a hassle to say the least, but most of it was my own fault. At 9AM I crossed the border, only to be turned around, because my registration on the van didn’t match my new name. So I had to call my wife and have her fax me more legal documents of the changes. Then I had to pay higher fees, plus a deposit on the van of $300 which was something new, but the deposit would be returned when I left Mexico, However, that didn’t leave me much money for now to help the poor. Then the clerk nearly double the price for the immigration permit fee and didn’t give me a receipt. I thanked her anyway. I was just glad to finally get out of there. Then I asked God to forgive her and I did too.

The drive south was now after 3pm and it was hot. But the scenery was beautiful, much greener than I had expected. I got to Hermosillo at night and it was 99 degrees at 8pm. I emailed my wife from a McDonalds, but it’s not as easy as in the McDonalds in the States. Then I found a place on the side of the road just out of town to sleep, but six different police cars stopped and checked on me, after sixth times and at 1:30am, I decided to move to another area. When I woke up I notice the sun was not coming up in the direction I had expected. Turn outs that when I asked for help it took me in the wrong area from where I had wanted. So another change of plans and then I headed to Guaymas where I was told more people speak English. Wrong! I even went to a Wall Mart, but no one even spoke English there. However, their prices were still cheap and you know they won't take advantage of you. I also got my money exchanged, but not every bank will do that, as I found out.

Then I headed to San Carlos to find the poor who spoke English. I kept looking and looking, but all I saw were resorts and nice stucco homes, until I came to the end of the paved road with a sign that said, La Manga (means The Octopus), but it wasn’t even on the map I had. So I check it out. It was a run down little village, but about maybe a hundred people still lived there. I stop and asked if anyone spoke English. No one did except for a sister of a man I tried to talk to. But, for some reason he called her on the phone and we talked and she asked me to meet he at her job so I could explain my intentions better in person.

Juan, his wife and his niece. He is a fisherman.

 Her brother Juan, got in my van to take me there, in exchange for some food for his family. It turn out she worked at a little cantina next to a resort, but still off the same dirt road. Okay, this is going to be interesting. Delia came and greeted me. She was in her late twenties, single mom with a young daughter that her parent helped take care of whenever she worked. We talked for a little bite, and I explained that I need her help to translate what God has put on my heart and I would like to stay in the community as long as she and they felt comfortable with me being there. However, she worked long hours, but would have the next day off. I told her I would eat my own food and sleep in the van. I was there only to bless and help them. She agreed. Then Juan and I drove back to his home and I walked the beautiful shores of the Pacific. However, it was still hot and now it was humid and muggy.

Dalia's daughter

 Later that afternoon, Juan wife, Menuela fixed a supper in which I was invited to join them. They lived a simple life and it was all about family. They all lived in run-down houses; next door and across the dirt road from each other for years and yet they have no paperwork showing proof of ownership. This was a small beginning and it was a perfect way to start.

The view of La Manga shoreline

When Dalia came home from work, we talked a little more. I told her I knew how she must feel sometimes; like wanting to run away, but not knowing where to go or even how. I’m kind of in the same way at times, if I were to let my emotions get the best of me. But I told her God loves her very much and want to bless her and her family, and for taking me in the way they have.  And even her community if they would like me to stay longer. After our talk, she spoke to her brother and then he took me over to the side of the next door neighbor’s house and said, that I could park my van there in an open area that overlook the Pacific Ocean less than a hundred feet away. I thanked him and moved my van.  As I laid there on my bed that night, I wondered if this is where I was to stay, after all, the power of a prophet is in his God and the words he is to speak. I could do more for Mexico from this little spot on the coast than if I travel to every corner of the country and speak to thousands of people, if that were God’s will. After all I have Jesus Christ, who is always with me; so what more do I need?  And when it time to move on, He will let me know. Now, if I can only learn to deal with the flies, the heat and the humidity.

The view of San Carlos shoreline just the other direction

Again I was invited to eat supper with them at about 3pm. I ate and drank everything before me, including a fresh salad, and even clams in the half shell, which I never had before. The clam was very good with the hot sauce and fresh squeezed limejuice on it. We all shared a liter of Coke at the meal with ice. The ice is brought in large blocks from Quaymas in an old pick-up truck and then broken with an ax to put in their ice chest which is nothing more than a regenerators turn on there backs on the ground. And for cooking they have a three-gallon propane bottle to fuel the four-burner unit just above it.

The beautiful children go the school every day and often run around barefoot afterwards, along with the chicken and the skinny dogs. One of the dog, a black lad, even want me to play fetch with him, and so I got a stick and tossed it in the ocean many times which he greatly enjoyed as did my Father watching.

Manuela, she works very hard. Men don't often help the women with chores even when not worfing

I also was introduced to a man, that when I was told he was blind, because of cataracts in both eyes, I immediately stood up and laid my hands on his eyes and declared restorations.

I also believe that I will be here longer than I expected, maybe 30-40 days. But God has promise me that he will honor all my words and actions. This may be my wilderness or mountain top experience, I’m not sure yet. After that who knows what will happen or where I will go. But as I looked up and saw the same stars again that Abraham saw, I was reminded of the Promise that was given to me. I will bless you.

Satan would like me to think I’ve been a fool. I prayed for a blind man and for the fishermen to have a good day, but nothing happens, except for a few fish which we ate the afternoon at supper. But, God says, I’m no fool and things will change just trust Him. 

The little town of La Manga

I'm Your Shade

“Behold, He who keeps Israel will neither slumber nor sleep. The Lord is your keeper; the Lord is your shade on your right hand. The sun will not smite you by day, or the moon by night. The Lord will protect you from all evil; He will keep your soul. The Lord will guard your going out and your coming in from this time forth and forever." (Psalms 121:4-8) Wow, just what I needed to hear.

The Lord gave me this scripture that morning. It has been very hot the last couple weeks, and at times it was hard to get to sleep in the van. However, as I drove the last thirty miles to the border town of Nogales, a cloud started to form as you see in this photograph I took. The cloud continued to build until the hold city was covered in shade and much cooler. It also rained the next morning. I also checked on things at the border where I will be doing my “going out” of the United States and my “coming in” to Mexico. October first I will cross the threshold into a new adventure. The next few days I will continue to prepare my heart and mind in His presence.

Then that afternoon, the Lord gave me another scripture from Isaiah 6:7-9. “Behold this has touched your lips; and your iniquity is taken away and your sins forgiven.” Then I heard the voice of the Lord, saying, “Whom shall I send, and who will go for Us?” Then I said, “Here am I. Send me!” He said, Go...” These scriptures were my green light to precede forward and a great conformation of His will for me. At this time I will be proceeding toward Guaymas on the coast of Mexico where there will be poor Mexicans also, and speak English too; hopefully the weather will also be cooler. God wants me to enjoy this adventure also; not to make it harder for me. I'm trusting Him to give me the wisdom and discernment on how to best serve these beautiful people, and give me words to declare and watch the Holy Spirit do the rest. I’m learning to completely trust in my Heavenly Father’s love and protection for me. 

Note: If you haven't read my articles lately. You will noticed I have posted quit a few new ones to bring you current as to where I am time wise. This is an exciting day for me, I'm crossing the threshold to another adventure in Mexico with my Heavenly Father. I'll let you know how that all went in my next article. God Bless you all and keep praying for me.