“I tell you the truth,
whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers of mine, you did
for me.” These are the words that echoed in my heart when I recently
joined a group under the auspices of Mission Ministries of Denver.
Their mission works in a part of Juarez, Mexico that could be called a
shantytown. There is no running water there, limited electricity, and
most of the dwellings are small shanties built from whatever is
available. The group of which I was a part was composed of 27 people
who raised $16,000 to build 2 houses for families selected by Mission
Ministries. The concrete slabs had already been poured and the material
for the walls and roofs were cut.The first day the framing was done,
walls raised, roofing done, siding nailed on, doors and windows placed,
and insulation installed. The second day the women painted the outside
while the men sheet rocked and taped the inside. The small 3-room house
was finished and a devotional was held and the key presented to the
consisted of a man and his wife, 3 sons--two of whom were
a grandson. Both young women were
pregnant--one with twins. These people were living in a small
place that had a dirt floor and with barrels that held their water.
A highlight of our trip was to go to a
church in the afternoon to feed approximately 225 children. Nutrition
there is very poor; the provided meal consisted of ham and cheese
sandwiches, oranges, grape juice, and a bag of chips. The highlight for
the children was ice cream bars. They loved those!
An evening service was held that night
with a preacher encouraging them to give their hearts to God. They sang
for us and we sang for them and all were singing praises to our God.
Although we had trepidation about safety
in Juarez, we were never in danger. Mission Ministries has a secure
place in the midst of this settlement and delicious meals were provided
in their compound which was comfortable.
What a way to make one aware of
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