Today we are on our way back to Dallas. There is snow everywhere. It is prettier then just looking at brown dirt everywhere. 
So our trip to Mexico, was wonderful. It was amazing actually. I had some “wow” moments in my head. We had no problem getting across the border. Which was a total blessing. We did not get stopped at all. When we arrived in Mexico we went to there supermarket to buy groceries. That was an experience in itself. I felt like I was back in Chile. I wanted to get bread…fresh bread. You have to get a big tray, wait in a line to get in the bin where they dump all the bread, then you wait in another line to get it bagged and counted, then you wait in another line to pay for it. about 45 minutes later you have bread.
The city was very poor. Very poor. We arrived at there home. Walked down a very MUDDY hill. Did I mention it snowed all day. Yep, it sure did. It was very cold. We were greeted by the mom first and some of her children and grandkids. I gave them all big hugs and told them how happy I was to be in there home. I do have lots of pictures I will put up later tonight when we get home. There home was very cold. Everyone was dressed in layers. Water dripped down the walls, since they had a horrible roof. They had no living room. We all sat where the parents slept. They brought in the one seat that they had, and then she started getting pots for us to sit on. I used there bathroom. I climbed into this little cave type area. One of the windows was busted out and they just had cardboard covering it. You dont flush your toilet paper down the toilet, so there was a bucket where you put your soiled paper. They had a whole in the wall below the sink. And water was just running down the walls.
There 4 families within the 9 people we visited. They each had a room, and if they had kids they slept with them as well. The rooms were very small, with not much in it. The Rio Grande that flooded there home was only about 20 feet away, so you can see how they got flooded out so bad. All there belongings were ruined, and people have since given to them to try and make a home again. Which is not much. The cold in there home, was so cold. My butt was frozen by the time we left, and my feet were ice. I felt bad for the kids, because they had to walk around bundled to just stay warm.
They are hard working people. They make about 70 dollars a WEEK. Yes you did read that right, a week. I cant even put my head around that. Groceries are expensive there.
We talked about the Lord for awhile and then prayed with them. My eldest sang Jesus loves me, and then we taught all the kids how to sing it in Spanish. Then we brought out the gifts. They were amazed at what was given to them. They were amazed at the food that was given. They were so thankful, grateful, and appreciative. The kids faces when they saw there toys. It was priceless, and I will never forget there faces. They loved there stockings filled with goodies. There home is embedded in my mind. It just reminds me how spoiled Americans are. YES most Americans are spoiled rotten, and I am speaking to myself as well. It is a shame. And what is even more a shame is that we complain when we cant get our house to that just right temperature, or we got stuck in traffic and are a bit late, or we dont have enough food for 3 helpings, or our bed is not soft enough, or we dont have that new pair of jeans that we want. I know some are extreme. And like I just said, I am guilty too. Sometimes though I get so sick of hearing what Americans are lacking, when they already have so much. It is ridiculous. I complain about my fridge not being big enough and my pantry being big enough…there fridge came up to below my chest and was about a foot and half long… and there pantry was some wood put together with little food in it. There kitchen was about as big as my bathroom at home. They all eat in there, and I complain about not having a big enough one. See how easy it is to get hung up on the littlest things. What is always amazing to me, is to see poor in such bad conditions, and see how thankful they are for all that they have. I am convinced that simpler is better.
Anyways, I could go on and on. But I come away with lots of good memories, and it was the best Thanksgiving ever. I am more thankful for all that I have. I am blessed beyond measure. And I would love to go back and spend a few days, helping to get there roof fixed and there walls patched, and make it just a bit more comfortable.
Thank you to everyone that helped with donations of clothing. We could not have done it without you. I pray that the Lord bless you for your generosity.
I will post all the pictures either tonight or tomorrow.
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