Friday in Mexico was a sunny day, unlike any other I’ve ever experienced. After a fulfilling breakfast and some quiet time, we gathered for a final trip back to the Douglas Children’s Home. While there we did what no other sane group of humans would ever do: we prayed over the beds of every child at that home. It was single-handedly one of the most emotional things I’ve ever experienced. There were tears and feelings rushing through the air, wrapping us all in a cocoon of love and Godliness. We felt His presence, standing in those rooms with us and listening to the words we spoke over the beds and the children. I believe the I Am was smiling through our crying, and embracing us in the feelings of loneliness.
Later, we played at a beautiful park and ice skated at the local rink. Funny, when I think of Mexico, I would have never guessed that they would have an ice skating rink. The beautiful ducks swam and watched the children with curious eyes, the trees rustled and swayed in the soft breeze. You could see it in the eyes of the children, they were free.
Ice skating was a different story entirely. Most of them spent the majority of their time on their backsides, but they had a determination that dispels all belief in the fact that they couldn’t do anything. I can still see the face of the child that I helped around the ice as he looked up at me and just said, “Solo!” and so with a slight shove and silent prayer I sent him a few feet ahead of me. While he fell back several times, I was there to catch him every single time, and I don’t know his story, but something tells me that I was the first person to ever do that for him,and that’s a fact strong enough to nearly bring me to tears.
Well, our dear friends and families, the time has come. We all knew it would, but I don’t think the fact that time was passing really resonated with us until now. Through all the work, all the play and laughter and fun we’ve had here, I’m not sure any of us wanted it to end. God has planted a seed here, though; He’s begun a revolution in the hearts of these beautiful children that perhaps we can’t see, but it resonates through every passing gust of wind, through every echo of their sweet voices in our heads. We became a part of their life and in turn they became a part of ours, which is tough to think about because, personally I may never see them again. It’s a bitter pill to swallow, allowing someone to enter your life and then have them leave so suddenly.
I have a fact for everyone to dwell on with me: there are approximatekly 153,000,000 orphans on this planet (that’s one-hundred and fifty-three million in case you missed a zero). It is not my intention to sound insensitive, but that’s enough children to fill the Phillipines Arena (the largest arena in the world) 2,782 times over. That’s also the equivalent of adding the population of all five major cities in the world and doubling them. In other words, we have a problem, one that can only be fixed on an astronomical and emotional scale. We need God in this world, we need a Savior that understands our struggles and is willing to send His Son to come and die on a cross for every single one of us, we need a revival to sweep through these lands, crushing every soul and every heart and rebuilding them piece-by-piece.
“I will not leave you as orphans; I will come to you.” John 14:18 ESV
If you have yet to do so, please do research on Back2Back and come to complete terms with their mission. They aim to solve a problem that has plagued this earth for centuries and they cannot do it alone. We’ve been here a week and we’ve experienced only a fraction of what they do here and the hard work that they put in and I have to say that there is no way that I could do any of that. I’m not asking you to sign up for a donation plan, to move your life down here and live here for years, nor am I asking you to adopt a child from a foreign country, decisions like that are between you and God only. What I am asking you to do is simple: pray. Prayer is the match that sets the world ablaze, consuming everything it touches with a tenacious ferocity that hungers for more. Prayer is everything, as God is the great I Am. Last night our guide here said that here at Back2Back they seem themselves as the infantry and we at home are the Air Force, dropping payloads of prayer and love on them from above. It’s what they need, and even if you don’t believe in God or the power of prayer, I want you to close your eyes and kneel where you are and just say, “Jesus.” you don’t care what everyone else thinks, only that that name has the power to change the course of history.
Finally, we want to thank Back2Back for the amazing work that they do here and for all the love and support that they show these children every single day. Again, we cannot begin to understand what they all go through on a daily basis, but we sure are thankful for what they do. Thank you to everyone back home as well because without your continued prayer and support none of this could have been possible the way it was. So here’s to more safe travels and the adherence of the lessons we learned here. God Bless and may love consume this world like a vicious wildfire.