Coming “Home”: Part One

Coming “Home”: Part One
The Recap


Alright friends… it has been over a year since I have written on this and almost three years since I have been a constant blogger. I can’t promise I am going to be super faithful to this again but I do want to start back up. I do have some really good excuses for not doing this more faithfully =)

I decided to write a six part series on moving back to the States. So, over the next six days, there will be a new blog post on different aspects of re-entry.

For the last eight years I have lived in Central Mexico.

I was fortunate to experience the enormity of Mexico City where I was surrounded by 30 million of my closest friends on a daily basis. I have some crazy stories of navigating traffic, metros, taxis, pilgrimages, markets, vet or doctor offices, and taking life in your own hands just walking down the road. It was my first long term place outside of the US and it was eye opening.

Church plants, community centers, orphanages, shelters, and other compassion ministries kept me plenty busy while I watched God work in and through me (and the team) to reach people there. I was there when someone died right after receiving the eternal gift of Salvation. I hugged a mom who received a wheelchair for her daughter and she wept because this will change their lives. I watched an old man hear, because of the gift of a hearing aid, for the first time in a lot of years. I saw people smash their idols to follow Jesus.

Then I moved to an itty bitty mountain town. After the crazy of Mexico City it was a breath of fresh air, literally =0). The church plant, community center and coffeeshop took up most of my time there. Here I was able to watch God transform entire families. I saw people come to the coffee shop and take an interest in the Gospel for the first time. I experienced God raising up new leaders for the church there.

Those lists could go on and on, but you get the point!

It wasn’t all puppies and unicorns! It isn’t full of people coming to know the Lord and lives being changed. Although those moments always made the hard times worth it. There were times of division in the church, stress in the team, numerous issues you had to deal with, and some really frustrating days. In Mexico City, you had to continually be thinking about safety. As a single female, you have to be careful how you look and talk to people, expect to be whistled at on the road, and sometimes treated differently then my male coworkers. In Amealco, sometimes you went weeks without water or electricity or whatever. You also didn’t have many of modern conveniences like Walmart (or anything similar). In most foreign fields, it can take days to do a task that you would be able to do easily here in the States. Missionaries tend to deal with a bit more stress than their family and friends back home.

It wouldn’t be fair if I didn’t talk about what God did in me while I was there. There are countless lessons that God taught me during my time in Mexico. Which, I will actually talk about in tomorrow’s post, so prepare yourself =0)

I tried to keep this concise… but do you know how HARD it is to condense eight years into just a few paragraphs!?!?

Anyways, I kinda thought that I would be spending the rest of my life in Mexico. But, at the beginning of 2019 I knew that God was doing something different in my life and ended up moving back to the states at the end of the summer. I have never doubted that this move is what God has for me… but that also hasn’t made leaving Mexico and moving to Kansas City easy.

I am going to stop here for today. Check back tomorrow post about 8 years 8 lessons.

One thought on “Coming “Home”: Part One

  1. Tina, thank you for your obedience to hearing God speak. You changed lives. I admire you for your work in my country and am thankful. ❤ Leti


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