Here he comes to save the day!

I wanted to share this letter I received from a wonderful friend who travels regularly into Reynosa, Mexico serving with Homes for the Homeless. My family and myself had the opportunity to travel there for Christmas and I can personally testify to the poverty of the Colonias. I think this letter says it all as far as the Lord's calling in our lives as women regardless of where we live, and our financial situation. What a beautiful testimony!

"Here he comes to save the day...."

I often here this catch phrase in my head when I go to Mexico.
I certainly heard it all last week.
When I first started going routinely on these outreaches I felt we needed to
get all these people "saved." However, as I have taken the time to get to know
these women I come to find that many of them are "saved." Many of them do
believe in the One who sends us. Many of them do Call upon the name of the Lord.
So many of them trust Jesus with their very lives and live out what he commands
of them.
Because I am a woman, wife and mother I can't help but to watch and observe the
women in the Colonia.
So many of them naturally live out the the Titus 2 mandate: To love our husbands, to love our children, to be kind, to be pure, to be keepers of the home, to be self controlled and to be submitted to our husbands.
These virtues I see among so many of them and they just daily live them out.
For example...
On the last day of or latest outreach Tina's family prepared chicken with trimmings for the teams to eat
for lunch. Now early in the morning I went to the church and saw Tina outside cooking all the chicken over an open fire. Just Tina and another lady were cooking enough chicken for almost 100 people. I told her that I wanted to take pictures of her cooking the chicken to show the women in my Titus 2 Group back home. She smiled so big and told me there were women inside her house across the street cooking rice and beans if I wanted to take pictures of them too.
So immediately I went over there.
I watched them for a moment and then told them, "You see, you ladies are just like me and other ladies back home. You have to cook, clean, take care of the house, serve your husbands and children and serve us too."
I said, "Mida, son equals." They just grinned from ear to ear and reached out their hands to greet me and tell me their names.
That means, you see we are equals. We are not so different.
The only difference is that they do it so much better than I do.
Where I would become frustrated and overwhelmed, I never heard them once complain. If I would have seen my husband standing around while I did everything, like theirs were, I might have lost it. But not them, as a matter of fact, I saw them tend to their very husbands and children's needs all the while meeting ours.
What an amazing example to me. These women are being my teachers and they don't even know it.
What comes so naturally for them is a very serious struggle in my country.
All I really know is that one day I am going to stand and give an account.
God is going to ask me, "Patsy did you love your husband the way I have commanded you to love your husband? Did you love your children by training them up and teaching them? Did you keep purity in your life by the way you talked, thought and lived? Where you kind? Where you able to control yourself, your desires, your wants, your thoughts and your tongue? Did you keep the responsibility of your home your duty, your profession and your life? And Patsy did you ever learn to honor me by honoring, respecting, trusting and submitting to your husband?"
One day the Lord is going to ask me to give an account. I know I am a long way from being all that He desires me to be. Where I am weak and fall short His grace is so sufficient and where I am strong and well able, again it is only because of His grace that I am able.
I hope to learn so much more. I know God is using these women to teach me. We may not have a commonality of tongue, or education, or finance, or creativity, or even culture. But we definitely speak the same Biblical language of Womanhood.
Please pray for our sisters in the Colonia of Reynosa.
Love & Friends, Patsy