There have been a few times in my life when God gives me something to say to someone, and until I tell them, I feel like I’m going to bust! Sometimes it’s embarrassing, most of the time it’s awkward, but I always feel relieved afterwards. I mean who, in their right mind, wants to bust?
Most of the time, it’s something simple; and sometimes I wonder why God has me say it, but I’m trusting Him, that no matter how weird I feel, or how bad my delivery may be, His will be done. That very thing happened to me on my trip to Mexico. You thought you weren’t going to hear about that didn’t you?
When you see pictures of the church being built, you’re probably not going to see me in many of those. When it comes to building things, I’m about as useless as teats on a boar hog. I mostly played with the kids. Of course, there was a language barrier, but my God-given sense of humor transcends barriers! (Insert super hero music)
I found out that pretending a Beanie Baby is doing certain bodily functions, is funny. I don’t care what language you speak. Another funny thing is when they’d ask me how to say certain words in English. When they’d repeat it back, they’d say it just like me…with a country accent! It was so funny! I wish I could be their English teacher!
There were a few of those little boys I would’ve, shoved in my suitcase, and taken home with me. The one boy I had previously posted a picture of, Manuel, was one of my favorites. He was 12 or 13, so he was at “that” age. It didn’t take long to figure out that he’s as mischievous as the day is long. I’ve always loved little stinkers like him. Maybe because I raised one.
At the church dedication, he showed up with some of his older buddies. All of a sudden, I wasn’t as cool as I was the day before. I was thinking, “Hey! Remember me? I’m the Beanie Baby lady!” Mexican teens are no different than American teens. As I watched him, my heart started breaking. I could see that innocent child, possibly headed down the wrong path.
You remember how it was? You could be the ‘real you’ around certain people, then, around others, you had to act all cool. The truth of the matter is, lots of times, cool wins out over right, when teenagers are involved. Especially if they don’t have a father who’s the spiritual leader of their homes. Which seems to be rare anywhere these days.
When God started speaking to me, I knew that before I left, I had to let that child know that God had big plans for him, and to stay focused on what he knew was right.
As soon as the last amen was said, I made a beeline for the one person I knew could interpret for me. I looked that little boy in the eyes and spoke life to him. There was a moment when he looked back at me, and it seemed like he wanted to cry. I wanted to cry for sure! His friends were around so he kept his cool, but he got it! I know he did! We made a connection because of a great big God.
The thought of never seeing those kids again breaks my heart! I told you I was in love! I WILL be going back to check up on those kids!
“Beware that you don’t look down upon a single one of these little children. For I tell you that in heaven their angels have constant access[a] to my Father. Matthew 18:10