“You make beautiful things, You make beautiful things out of the dust.”
The second thing that comes to mind when someone says “Mexicali” is the immense amount of dust. The first, God. I went to Mexico not knowing what to expect. I came back with one of the greatest experiences of my life. There were many blessings that God poured out that week, little and big things that proved His greatness and assured me that He was sovereign.
Our focus in Mexicali was to minister to a church, Salvation, and to host a VBS program for their youth. There, I saw vibrant young lives being molded and transformed for a greater purpose. I saw children with sparkling eyes express their love for Jesus. I saw innocent hearts gladly rejoicing in His presence. In a way – though we were supposed to be the missionaries – I felt as if I was the one being ministered to. In that small church, on a brown, dusty patch of earth, I saw hope rising up. I could see the seeds of Christ being planted in the lives of the younger generation. I saw the joy of the Lord radiating in children too young to write their own name. I saw older students taking up guitars, drums and tambourines, traversing the neighborhood streets singing praises. I saw lives that had been claimed to glorify Christ’s name and further His kingdom.
I learned a lot in Mexicali that week, so much that it would take pages for me to write it all down. But the one thing I will treasure in my heart for years to come is the hope for the future. The glimpses that God showed to me, that Mexico would not stand alone, but instead be taken over by a generation consumed by an unquenchable thirst for God, are embedded in my spirit. Under His sovereign watch, the church would flourish. We as children, despite our youth, can do anything through Christ.
“You make beautiful things, You make beautiful things out of us.” –Michael Gungor.