Our morning devotion that was shared by Pat was from Nehemiah, chapter 1. The story was about the cupbearer for the King, and the message was ‘greater is He that is in you than he that is in the world’. John from our church was chosen prayer captain for his van again. After praying to get across the border safely again, all vans reached their destinations in Mexico successfully. In the morning our group went back to the Hepburn’s ministry in the Colonia, where we worked non stop installing drywall and insulation on the ceilings and walls of the new fellowship hall. In spite of warnings about the devil attacking our work this last day, we had a safe and smooth operation, with everybody pitching in. Some locals brought us sweet yam filled tacos just before we left, which were a hit.
At 12:30 pm, everybody hopped in the vans to meet back at the Alliance Church for sloppy joes. Another orphanage joined us for lunch. Some of our group took them to the local zoo in the afternoon. The groups were juggled again, and our new group went to Hector’s homeless shelter by the border crossing at the river. We installed insulation and metal roofing over the outdoor pavilion that had been erected earlier in the week. I got the job of painting the wood beams around the perimeter. The wind starting picking up late in the afternoon, but there were no incidents. It was another good day.
Jumping back in the vans, we made it back across the border in record time, getting through the checkpoint at a little after 5:30 pm. We rendezvoused at a Border Mission in Hildago where Louie had left his big rig. After all the vans arrived, the POWER trailer was loaded with all the ladders and tools, and David and a few others headed north to unload in Del Rio, then prepare to drive back to California the next day. The rest of us went to eat dinner at Rudy’s restaurant, where we were joined by the Hepburns and another group from Hildago that helps youngsters from Central America. The Hildago group educates and shares the gospel with teenagers that the U.S. Border Patrol catches after they have ridden on the top of trains across Mexico, seeking a better life here in the states.
After another game of musical seats and musical vans, we headed south to Brownsville, Texas. We arrived at the Comfort Inn at 10:45 pm and got our room assignments. Some went right to bed, but a lot of us stayed up for late night prayer group, and others went on the nightly gas run and restocking of the vans.
That is all for now.