Today I am driving to Mexico. Our long-time friends and camping buddies, the Wilsons, have been missionaries in Ensenada and Rosarito, Baja, Mexico for ten years now, and since I was finally able to afford a British passport renewal last year, I’ve been going down there as often as I can.
On this trip, we are taking a team of 27 people to cook some meals for volunteers at Calvary Chapel Rosarito, as well as for the Rosarito Police Department and the members of their DARE program for at-risk kids. After that some of us will deliver personal gifts to the girls living at Casa Estrella Orphanage and spend the afternoon with them doing crafts and being an attentive audience for their singing and skits (and how they LOVE to perform!) In the meantime, the rest of us will paint and clean up a property that will be housing a new church that is starting in Playas de Tijuana in February.
And somewhere in there, more than once, in fact, we will be eating world-famous Rosarito fish tacos. It’s one of the perks of this particular short-term missions trip. It makes us feel a little bit guilty, knowing that people equate “missions” with “suffering,” but not guilty enough to forgo the tacos.
Needless to say, since I will probably have neither the time nor the WiFi to post anything live, I am typing this up ahead of time. So here is a picture from a trip to Baja this time last year, when we gave gifts to the DARE program kids. Cheating a little, but we will be seeing a lot of these kids and officers again this year, so it’s just going to have to be close enough.